I think I just need to surrender to the filth. It's everywhere. It sticks to everything and is dried up and crustified on everything else. I think there is enough food on my kitchen floor to feed a starving family. We are never out of cheerios even if the box is empty. There is enough in the couch, in the car, in my hair, and on the counter to stock Walmart. If you're ever lost on the way to my house, just look for the one with swarms of flies and thick green fog looming over it. I'm surprised CSI hasn't come to make sure that the stank isn't coming from rotting corpses.
Not to forget all the bruises. I think I'm missing something concerning Mommy 101. Good news though, none of us are rabid yet.
On the other hand, my girlfriend is serious about her booty shaking. I can't even explain to you how in love with this kid I am. And I realize that it's only because I'm her momma, but I've never seen anything cuter in my entire life! I'm serious... no one needs to get me anything for Christmas. I'm good. Sometimes I feel so happy that it makes me nervous...almost like it's too good to be true. 2007? Best year ever... stank and all!!!!!!
Opening up their very first presents!
3 comments:
You're completely domesticated, who woulda ever thunk. Great pics of the kids.
Oh I miss you girlie!!!! If I can ever get away from this job of mine, I am loading up the kids and raiding your place to watch you in all your motherly glory!!!!
I haven't read your blog in about a month--the kids are getting sooooooooo big!! I really have to come by and see you. The Jib Jab of the kids was absolutely adorable. If I don't see you before Christmas, have a great one and I promise I will come and see you and the kids soon!! Patti
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