Crichton lost his first tooth on Thursday. I remember his smile before that baby tooth came in. I remember wondering what was the matter with my baby, why won't he stop crying, what can I do, gas drops? I remember when it finally broke through, all white and perfect, changing his baby smile forever. I remember when he bit down hard on my nipple with it.
In so many ways, I see him growing into the man he is to become. Amazing Crichton.
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A Confession - part II.Greg, my dearest darling husband,
You know how Canon likes to play in and use up a whole jar of your hair stuff all at once? And you know how he likes to put things in the toilet? Well, he emptied that whole brand new jar of your hair stuff in the toilet. And you know how you gave me a set (but rather liberal) budget for household needs? Well, rather than buy you a whole new jar, I scooped the goop out of the toilet, dried it a little with paper towels (the stuff is very viscous - how does it even wash out of your hair?) and put it back in the jar; stirred it around so it didn't look like curdled milk.
So yeah, I am really sorry, but there is a small amount of toilet water mixed in with your hair stuff and I was too cheap to just flush it and buy you some more. I am a really awful wife, why is it that you love me?? So, don't eat any of it. And make sure you wash your hands well after using it.
4 Brilliant Bits of Inspiration:
Your much nicer than I am, I'm afraid I wouldn't have said or written anything, and I would have been chuckling EVERY time my husband used it!
My husband said yes I really would have, and than I would have told him once he had used all that jar, as I was rolling on the floor laughing.
That seems...unsanitary...
Hi Brandy! It's your neighbor from across the fence. Hope you don't mind I came across your blog - it's too funny!
Awesome!!!
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