It's adorable to all of us, eh?My son, Michael, is twenty one months old but is only about a year old developmentally so this is the kind of stuff he gets into, too. I feel your pain!
I'm really impressed that you have time for that with a baby in the house! Wow!
What a great picture post.I'm jealous. All I have to look at is snow.
I'm not much for socializing either, so I get that. Some people just need an excuse, it seems.
This post reminded me of the start of a really good novel. Since you have so much free time on your hands, eh?
I'm glad you don't' have to get into the water.
I wish I knew the answer to that question, too, Gee.We haven't heard from Rock since Tuesday of last week. I fear that he, too, will lose his kids not because of me (both of our exes are too stupid to figure this out, it seems) but because Rock's true colours are also coming out.
I'm also a pain in the a**...so we're in good company!
Check your mybloggers messages. I'm going to e-mail you my number. I lost yours, too, because I'm a scatterbrain like that. Does Friday night work for you?
That reminds me...I need milk...and am in the mood for some vegetarian chili.
Me, too, sister!I'm also the only one who can work the VCR, DVD player and television in general.
That is hilarious!It reminds me of a story I read a little while ago about a woman who worked nights at a call center. She couldn't go to parent teacher interviews because she was working, which her daughter explained to the teacher, saying, "My Mommy can't come because she works at night as a call girl."
Take your time.
Stiva, we *all* do that. Just to varying degrees.
I am the queen of the thick skin. Lessons take forever to sink in. That's why I'm constantly in a state of f*cking learning.
You're an amazing person. I'm better for knowing you...even just in this context.
And because I'm reading backwards, I already know that you got the frog and now I'm remembering the rubber band tongue. Tee hee.
I'm really digging the rubber band tongue.
Happy trails.
Hmmm...
One of the things I really like about is you is that in your blog posts, you don't really give a clear beginning, middle and end. You just say whatever is on your mind and leave it at that and allow us to make of it what we will.
Or maybe I missed the point entirely again.
I guess it depends on how you describe success, eh?
I'm glad to read that you have found a place where you feel such love and comfort.