Poor Mr. F.I've got the same problem. I tend to remember I don't have it after I've gotten a screaming eli strapped into the carseat. I don't usually get to the store without it, but I do usually spend 15 minutes finding it.M. insists he's going to superglue it to my forehead because he's sick of hearing me ask "Where's my wallet?"In the category of don't speak too soon: Eli is ridiculously sick.I'm glad baby is improving.
Oh no! Yes Baby is through the worst of it and is doing much better... sure she still wakes up at night but what else is new?I hope Eli's is a quick one.
I imagine her saying it in a very droll tone.
Deb,droll? yes... very.
Today was my first day biking to work, and I was eating a banana as I walked out the door. I carefully balanced the half-eaten banana on the fencepost so I could buckle my helmet......and promptly rode off without it.Three blocks later, "SHIT! My banana! Goddamn ADD."
LOL! I was wondering what the hell that banana was on the post for.
I thought of you tonight as I called Pete and asked him to pick me up from the train station because I took an earlier train home due to extreme nausea from eating what I think was a bad piece of fish. I tell him "I'm standing near the Shell station." What he hears: mah mah mah shell station. So I'm feeling like absolute dog shit and I have to haul my heavy laptop bag and another bag across the street and down the block, while he has pulled up to the station to clean the windows. I am not kidding. The lack of prioritization is stunning sometimes. Let's see, sick pregnant wife who needs your help or very dirty windows? Which one should I pick?
Yes, out of the mouths of babes. Seriously, I just posted yesterday something rediculously funny to me on my blog. You have to go read it. Truly. I needed that laugh.
LOL! You really can't get away with anything once you have kids ;)
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