Life with a clean refrigerator has been so fulfilling and busy that I haven't had time to blog. That, and Larry is still gallivanting around the world whilst neglecting his carpooling and bedtime-story responsibilities here at home. There had better be some good chocolate in this for me, that's all I have to say. Ahem.
Of course there are benefits to having a traveling husband: I haven't been woken by snoring in over a week; I can waste time playing Scramble on Facebook without anyone threatening to pull the plug, as it were; and I can call plumbers, electricians, and assorted other fix-it men to repair assorted household problems without a certain someone lunging for the phone and yelling, "I said, I'll get to it!"
Don't worry, Larry - I still want you home. Bearing chocolate, of course...
Has everyone seen this ducky video yet? Aren't those West Coast people so cute? I don't think that would have happened in New York; some joker would have led those ducks to Chinatown instead of the river, I'll bet.
Oh, dear, duty calls. I gave Susie a Freezer Pop as recompense for my pinching her chin with her bike helmet buckle, and now she is complaining it is too cold. You know that book How To Talk So Kids Will Listen? I just thought of a sequel: How To Talk So Kids Will Shut Up. Because isn't that what most of us are really looking for?
Hooray for Spokane!! I need to move there. No, really, I do.ReplyDelete
For the first 2 years, we spend time trying to get our babies to talk. And then spend the rest of their childhood regretting it... until they become sullen teenagers and we wish they'd talk to us again. Fate can be cruel.
My husband wouldn't think to bring me chocolate. I hope Larry comes through for you!
I promise to buy your first copy. Write the book...I'm begging!ReplyDelete
Hang in there. I hate the single parent gig. My husband, by the way, brought not only chocolate but lovely, lovely gifts from Rome. Whenever he travels overseas I get gifts that have nothing to do with the mama side of me, beautiful things that show how well he knows me. Which is, of course, exactly what we deserve after being the one and only parent while the daddy is off galivanting. I hope he brings you treasures.ReplyDelete
So what kind of chocolate? I myself am a purist, the higher the percentage of cocoa and the darker the bar, the better.ReplyDelete
I predict a bestseller based on TITLE alone.ReplyDelete
Ah, I hope for pounds of Godiva chocolate--but having your spouse gone does have it's advantages. I'm fond of the slacker schedule I adopt when D's on the road.
Suzie sounds like she could fit right in at my house. Stupid cold popsicles!ReplyDelete
LOL How to talk so Kids will shut up. People would buy that!ReplyDelete
LOL! Yes I would totally buy this book. In total shame and secrecy in the middle of the night or something like this, but I would buy it.ReplyDelete
That's funny... this evening a friend of mine just called that book How To Talk So Kids Won't Listen.ReplyDelete
Write the book! What I want to know is how that first lead duckling knew to jump into the guy's hands. Great video.ReplyDelete
I want to know 1) how there was a camera in the window above the ducks. 2) Where the heck they got the sign about "Stop for Ducks" or whatever it says.ReplyDelete
So stinkin cute. Come see the video on my blog to wash your brain out.