Bitsy is emotionally attached to her snot. At least that's what I'm being led to believe by the screaming that ensues whenever I wipe her nose.
Having only 3 puppies to sell & doing so in three days insures a massive response to the 10 day ad placed in the paper.
BabyGirl's feet are the bane of my existence & it's all in some kind of karmaic retalliation for the shoe hell I put my parents through as a child (I'll let QM blog about my shoe issues & our trips to St.Louis). BabyGirl hates to wear shoes & socks. It's in the lower 40's outside making both shoes & socks a requirement. This fact makes our mornings an exercise in patience. And don't even get me started on the attempt to clip her toenails!
Bitsy is only happy if she's rolled herself under a piece of furniture....but then she's not happy because she's stuck. It's a vicious cycle.
Anytime a baby cries in public 15 grandmotherly types will come tell you she's teething. Even if you have three other children with you calling you Mom.
Eventually the seven bunnies you bought your children in the summer will total closer to 17 bunnies. Oh, and have I mentioned how good rabbit barbeque is?
If you really want brindle puppies, the mother will undo
ubtedly have only black ones. But it really doesn't matter...they're still precious! (And Mama Bonpas is taking wonderful care of them.)
Today is Sadie Hawkins Day. So if you're in need of a husband, put on your running shoes & go get yourself one. If you'd like to keep your sons at home a few more years, lock them up for the day.
If your children are told there is no school Friday on Wednesday afternoon, they will argue tooth and nail that Thrusday morning is actually Friday morning...and you will not know what you're talking about because half a first grade education makes one an expert on the passage of time & days of the week where as 31 years of life experience are worth exactly zilch.
And finally, Nailene French Manicure kits are worth every penny. I did mine on Friday night & it's only showing minimal signs of wear. Normally a manicure lasts about 2 1/2 days on my hands before the peeling & flaking starts.
I hope the wisdom I've aquired today can help you in some small way.
5 comments:
D.K. is awful (still) when it comes to clippin' his toenails! He whines and cries like a baby. I finally told him as long as he keeps them done that he can do them himself. I still have to remind, but he does a pretty good job.
I still want one of those pups, but it just ain't gonna happen now... maybe in the next couple years when Bowz goes to doggy heaven you'll happen to have a litter at the same time we're ready for one. I can dream can't I.
Hey. I know someone who might be needing a bunny come Spring for a
4-H project.
;)
Mmmmm...I never thought of Bunny BBQ...did you post that one to Whacha Got Cookin'? :D
I'm not surprised that Baby Girl is so headstrong...I mean, look at who her parents are...hee hee
this made me laugh very hard!!! the toenail thing is the struggle of the ages for mothers and children i think!
very nicely done my dear, you have done the WWHLT proud. and you learned a lot this week.
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