You would think that with all the time I have doing NOTHING that I would actually get to spend more time blogging...but no. Not too much. Hopefully more upcoming as Brynn becomes addicted to benedryl. Nap times should be more frequent.
Howie apologized to me the other day "Mom, I'm so very sorry, but I just had to use your catepillar killer." Naturally I have no idea what he is talking about other than the fact that he has either a) used something he wasn't supposed to use or b) broke something after using it that he wasn't supposed to use or c) playing pirates in his room. I quickly ruled out "c" and asked him "what happened?" As he continued to apologize it became evident to me, whatever my catepillar killer was, was in his hand behind his back. "Where is my catepillar killer now?" As he sheepishly uncovered his hand from behind him, he revealed a very muddy, gutty eyelash curler. The good news is, the catepillar is no longer eating up the grapevine.
I'm going to write a book.
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