Not sure if you have ever watched Arrested Development but I think of it every time you write "Mr F."
I love love loved Arrested Development. I once nearly broke my legs on the treadmill from laughing so hard while I was working out!
"..there is my way and the wrong way.."Word.
Mrs. Smitty took down all the Christmas decorations this weekend, though the tree has been down for a week already. Now the house just seems stale. I don't like this time of year; the sky is the same color as the ground, nobody has lights up any more, and all the homey feeling in our house full of Christmas gra-doo is gone.Now? Floors full of toys. Right now is a toy frenzy. Every toy they haven't touched in a year is getting played with along with all the new stuff from this year. But in February, we'll do a sweep and ditch the irrelevant stuff, the broken stuff** and the age-inappropriate stuff.** and by broken, it must be irreparably broken. The Boys will play with old, broken toys missing wheels, doors and limbs until their toy room takes on the macabre character of a massive bus-meets-train accident, what with body parts and vehicle parts being strewn casually about the entire room. When their toys hit that stage, it is time for a Cleansing.
Smitty," Right now is a toy frenzy. Every toy they haven't touched in a year is getting played with along with all the new stuff from this year. "Same here. It's weird. They've got out things that they have had no interest in EVER before. It's a fucking nightmare. Marie,I actually said "word" to Kid in the car and then realized that it probably was meaningless to her. But Baby piped up "Word Girl" in return. I'm thinking I need to go back to no TV ;)
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