Yesterday, we phoned it in for dinner by making pasta with jarred sauce and take-n-bake bread from The Teets. John and I declared victory by *not* ordering out. A was uberclingy from the moment I walked in the door. She only wanted to be held, which is not such a great idea when working around things like boiling water and a 425 degree oven. Luckily, sitting on the counter with a sippycup of "mulk" and Mama's "sungasses" was enough to keep her entertained until dinner.
Every time she puts the sunglasses on she says "Cool gull"...gotta love a 2-year-old with good self esteem.
PS: If you look on A's sleeve you'll notice a lighter green. That's the actual color of the shirt. The rest of the shirt is dark green from drool. I'm not even kidding. She's a cute kid, but this drool is seriously grossing me out.
4 comments:
Holy teething batgirl!!!!! Now that is a drool machine. I can't wait for the teething to be done for your sake. Just imagine the 'not take out' you will be able to get come November...........I am hungry just thinking about Wegmans!
Man I love you.
Your blog.
Your family.
Your daughter who drools like my bullmastiff.
Love.
Miz.
That is some impressive drool. Our kids at school wear bandanas around their neck to help. Just a thought.
I know what you mean about everyone being worn out at the end of the day. I don't know how you do 5 days a week. It's killing me with the lunch bags and the backpacks and the different drop offs and pick ups.
That's it. I'm off to bed. Yet another excuse to not watch the convention.
Impressive A! I can't imagine how the girls feel. After Mo's first "day" (two hours) of school and gymnnastis yesterday, I put them to bed at 8:15 and headed right to my room. Apparently I was not too friendly when Sean tried to come in to bed later that evening either. I take up a lot of space these days!
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