Oh my Jesus, what a morning I had yesterday. I am scrambling to paint the office before school starts; it is about to become the Girlie
7 thoughts on “The Horror, the Absolute Horror”
i am sorry to hear about your misfortunes with the kleenex and the ball pit. tgif – maybe next week won’t have so much excitement. but, then, what would we read about?! :)
I CAN’T WAIT to have kids!
Oh my. OH MY GOD!
OK. This is good. I’m pregnant right now. This is good. You are getting me ready. Deep breath. Oooooommmmmm. I can handle it…I think. Well, I have no choice.
Actually, when I think about how insanely cute she is I’m pretty sure I can handle it if my kid comes out as cute as Frenchie.
I’m not sure what I’ll do if my kid is annoying and ugly. Make Daddy take over I guess.
nothing but Play-Doh for my nose. And none of that scented shit they have nowadays.
I’m gonna overshare here for a moment because this isn’t a story that’s relevant very often. The faint of heart should… well, not read SJ’s blog, for starters.
One of the bad things about being able to remember back to when I was three is that I can remember doing the kinds of really gross stuff that a three year old does.
One time in particular I distinctly remember pulling something huge out of my nose and thinking it couldn’t possibly be the kind of stuff that normally came out of my nose– I mean, it was gigantic. And hard. And I was pretty sure I’d accidentally pulled something out of there that probably wasn’t supposed to come out. This was an ongoing concern of mine when I was three: that my brain was going to come out of my nose someday. I also had some concerns about the barrier integrity of my ears.
So I went to my dad, and I handed him the thing I’d pulled out of m nose and asked, was it important?
And he looked at it for a second.
“Where did you get this?” he asked.
“Out of my nose.”
I’ll never forget the range of emotions that played across his face right then.
Thinking about that moment has kept me from killing my little sister on several occasions.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
you, and the previous poster up there, just about had me in tears. thanks for perking up a hard day…
i am sorry to hear about your misfortunes with the kleenex and the ball pit. tgif – maybe next week won’t have so much excitement. but, then, what would we read about?! :)
I CAN’T WAIT to have kids!
Oh my. OH MY GOD!
OK. This is good. I’m pregnant right now. This is good. You are getting me ready. Deep breath. Oooooommmmmm. I can handle it…I think. Well, I have no choice.
Actually, when I think about how insanely cute she is I’m pretty sure I can handle it if my kid comes out as cute as Frenchie.
I’m not sure what I’ll do if my kid is annoying and ugly. Make Daddy take over I guess.
nothing but Play-Doh for my nose. And none of that scented shit they have nowadays.
I’m gonna overshare here for a moment because this isn’t a story that’s relevant very often. The faint of heart should… well, not read SJ’s blog, for starters.
One of the bad things about being able to remember back to when I was three is that I can remember doing the kinds of really gross stuff that a three year old does.
One time in particular I distinctly remember pulling something huge out of my nose and thinking it couldn’t possibly be the kind of stuff that normally came out of my nose– I mean, it was gigantic. And hard. And I was pretty sure I’d accidentally pulled something out of there that probably wasn’t supposed to come out. This was an ongoing concern of mine when I was three: that my brain was going to come out of my nose someday. I also had some concerns about the barrier integrity of my ears.
So I went to my dad, and I handed him the thing I’d pulled out of m nose and asked, was it important?
And he looked at it for a second.
“Where did you get this?” he asked.
“Out of my nose.”
I’ll never forget the range of emotions that played across his face right then.
Thinking about that moment has kept me from killing my little sister on several occasions.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
you, and the previous poster up there, just about had me in tears. thanks for perking up a hard day…
ohmygawd, Joshua! HA!