Monday, February 19, 2007


Today I had to laugh, and also I think I might've died a little. The kiddo came back from his dad's this morning. There's no school today, so I gave my favorite six-year-old the rundown on the day, telling him we'd need to swing by the grocery store to get a couple of things, and also I have some work to do. His reply: "Okay, Mom. I can respect that. I won't make you play with me."

This just kills me in so many ways.

Monday, February 05, 2007

Butt Momm

You know it's time to start working out or buy better pants when your child looks up from his bathtub vantage point, studies your poochy tummy and asks, "Mommy, is your body on backwards? 'Cause it looks like your butt is in the front."

(At least he redeemed himself by complimenting me on my newly Barbie-pink toenails.)