There is a 0.05% chance that this will be either entertaining,interesting, or informative.
But, let's carry on, shall we?
Okay:
The SNOWSUIT arrived!:
(It is definitely one size big, which considering it is already late February is PERFECT. It will fit for next year & it has the extend-a-size feature so it will easily fit her through 2016. Totally worth it!!)
The cats stole my chair... again:
(See?.. You are riveted. You can't look away from Big Boy's humongous cat torso, can you?)
Tonight was haircut night. Baby's hair is suddenly down to her butt:
We went through this phase with Kid at this age, too...
where they are just SO into their hair being sister-wife length.
I mean it practically looks like the world's longest mullet:
LET ME CUT IT!!!!!!
(nope, just a trim)
Not 3 days after I encouraged Kid to write a humor piece for her writing project on our super fish...
the most immortal of grocery store goldfish
who always appears dead
but NEVER is...
he up and died.
I can't say I'm sorry.
I've been wishing him dead for 2 years.
I am OVER goldfish.
Cleaning the tank is the worst chore on planet Earth.
Mr F finished re-painting our kitchen the same wheat/yellow/gold color that is in our entryway.
Why didn't we think of this 3 years ago? It looks a gazillion times better with those cherry cabinets I'm stuck with. I'm done trying to fight the kitchen's 1992-ness.... I'm just working with it now.
Especially since I have a strong urge to sell the house.
Also, Mr F stayed up until 1:30 last night researching barn weddings...
People, it is totally doable.
And I'll leave you with this little nugget:
Baby walked out of the room this afternoon and said to Kid...
"It makes me nervous when mom looks for houses...."
9 comments:
world's longest mullet LOL!
and the wishing the goldfish dead for 2 years. I wish our cats would run away.
Her hair grows so fast it is insane... and it is driving me crazy now that it is big kid hair and actually tangles.
I am so glad the damn fish is dead. I'm over dumb little pets that are my sole responsibility but give absolutely nothing back emotionally. It's just like an ongoing science experiment not a pet.
I'd also like Tiger to run away.... maybe he can be a barn cat?! ;)
I was totally riveted by Big Boy. I always am.
And the fish... God help us all. Why did anyone ever decide that goldfish would be a great pet for children?!?! But I do hope the girls weren't upset.
Brenda,
As a true testament to how absolutely uninvolved anyone really was with the fish (despite their vehement claims otherwise) no one has noticed! It's still floating there... since I know a formal burial will be required and the ground is frozen. I haven't come up with a plan for that yet.
Big Boy should have his own blog. Or TV show.
One day I'll blog about how he acts when Mr F comes home from a trip... He is so emotionally involved with us, that he seems human.
OMG, you have got to be kidding! Well, we lost a cat in the winter and Gary actually set up a space heater surrounded by some kind of heat-proof tiles out on the lawn to thaw the ground in the desired area. Maybe for a fish you could just use a hair dryer? :)
One word: cryogenics. A nice piece of cloth, a ziplock baggie, and a back corner of the freezer.
Brenda,
Oh I am serious. We have grave markers and everything.
Good call, Mother. Cryogenics is the only solution.
Oh, I was OMGing that no one had noticed, not the burials... We have our own pet cemetery here too! :)
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