Sleep to Evil

Satan's brother has replaced sleep with evil. I guess if you want to plot out your takeover of the planet and you're only six months old you have to make some sacrifices. Oh well, I'll just try to be supportive of his goals.

Today's arts and crafts are brought to you by Katie Anna

I got tired of toys constantly falling off the high chair, plus everytime one falls Orange 1 says "oh no!" with a look of horror. (We aren't allowed to throw toys onto the floor). So I fixed it.

This guy just cannot catch a break today

The big guy got a new drill, and while sitting on the floor with shinning little kid christmas eyes looks up at me and says "wanna hold it?" (big grin)

I'm going to bed.

My kinda foreplay

My husband color coded the kids dishes.

(then he lost me a little when he started explaining the order of the rainbow and color spectrum, yada yada, yeah, I went to kindergarten too, thanks!!)

So sweet

My husband got a new ringtone for his cell phone, now whenever I call there is a sort of air raid siren and it says

"WARNING WARNING, this is a call from your wife! This call could be potentially dangerous. You way want to think twice before answering! Have you done anything wrong today? If you have are you prepared to discuss it RIGHT NOW? Warning this is a call from your wife!"

Nice, really nice.

The dark side

Satan is being especially dark today. He took off at the children's museum and it took me 3 laps, an extra family and a heart attack to find him. I may have had a stroke.

Bottle of wine it is for dinner.

Perhaps not for me

I went to the book store yesterday and saw a book on tantric sex and thought hm! Then I started to look at it. Apparently you have to read a book, set up your room with crystals, pillows and flowers, exercise (get permission from your doctor), meditate. It said ideally go for a light jog first to warm up (seriously!?) and then have a good shower, gently gaze into each others eyes while "exchanging energy" and practice 3-5 times a week. Honestly? Who has the time?

Running terminology clarified

The official definition of "dragging ass"

It refers to running in 30 degree muggy heat while pushing 50+ pounds of babies in a stroller while your husband uses a GPS watch and makes you keep a pace. In this reference you are bent over hanging on to the stroller for dear life and honest to goodness dragging your ass behind you. I will not be featured in this months runners magazines in demonstration of good running form.

Happy Birthday Canada

Mellissa has spent a few years out of country and has apparently just Crossed the border returning home.

Status update Mellissa:

Oh Canada, if you were a leg I would hump you.