Friday, June 29, 2007
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3 Comments:
When you return from cavorting, please wander over to my place - I tagged you both for a meme.
Have fun. Wear sunscreen. And fly dope.
You must be hearkening back to L.'s post. I'm still giggling over that one.
This noon I consumed 2-1/2 leftover pancakes from breakfast. Tonight it will be a hamburger with one bite missing.
Just call me "nanny".
Have a wonderful weekend.
What made me laugh about this post was a "parent training" email I got recently that compared grocery shopping with children under the age of 5 to grocery shopping with goats - try getting everything done while keeping the "goats" in view at all times and without them destroying anything....next to impossible.
I guess I have a family of goats....I'm the mama goat and my kids are (ha, ha) the kids.
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