Princess: "Mommy, when kitty's tummy goes brrrrddttrrrrrrr that means her happy. When her tail does ← → ← → that mean her mad."
It's about time she learned this one.
Bob: "Mommy, why do doggies' feet smell like fritos?"
Huh, I never noticed this before, but have heard other bloggers and forum posters mention it. I wonder what made him think of it. And what made him smell the dogs' feet?
Since I haven't been consistent in getting my walks done in the evening, I decided to bring my old sneakers to work and leave them at my desk for walking at lunch. I'm working downtown now, so there are more places to go than just laps around the building.
First, I could not find my sneakers. I looked in the hall closet, the entryway, my closet, the living room, the office, the bathroom. Nope. Tried again the next night. Nope. I finally found one under DH's desk in the office, and the other way behind some boxes under my desk. Why? I don't know.
I tossed my sneakers in a bag this morning to bring to work and as I walk out to the car this morning - it's pouring. Clearly, I am meant to carry this baby weight forever.
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Maybe Bob reads the same blogs as you? :)
Could be ... if we let him read blogs. ;)
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