No one else makes this little guy laugh as much as his brother does.
Showing posts with label E. Show all posts
Showing posts with label E. Show all posts
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Reason #754 I Will Not Receive "Mother of the Year" Award...
Baby toddles over to me chewing something. The rest is in his hand. I scream and swoop it out of his mouth. It looks like cat food. Regurgitated cat food.
Yes. My baby ate cat puke.
I will end this post here so you can take a moment to throw up a little in your mouth.
But hey, if my cousin's kid can survive licking a dumpster, what's a little cat puke going to hurt?
Yes. My baby ate cat puke.
I will end this post here so you can take a moment to throw up a little in your mouth.
But hey, if my cousin's kid can survive licking a dumpster, what's a little cat puke going to hurt?
Used Car Sales, Line One
I was a receptionist at a car dealership when I was in college. I spent all day saying, "Good afternoon, Viking Olds, Nissan, Volvo, GMC."
When I saw how Matt dressed Elliott on Monday, the only thing I could say was, "Rick Utley, Line One please. Rick, Line One."

When I saw how Matt dressed Elliott on Monday, the only thing I could say was, "Rick Utley, Line One please. Rick, Line One."

Thursday, May 7, 2009
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
And Now We Are One...


Sitting around a friend's campfire the other night, Elliott was on Matt's lap. I was holding Oliver a few chairs down. Suddenly I heard a little voice call, "Mama! Mama!" Elliott was leaned forward and waving his whole arm in a stiff little circle at me, flashing his "ain't I clever" little grin. It was the first time he called out to me, and it was just to see me smile...
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