Here are some things you’ve missed the last two weeks:
The One With the AC Unit
Apparently new AC units (for central air) aren’t meant to go below 70 degrees.
H.I.T.: Ridiculous. Shouldn’t I be able to determine how cold I want to be at night? I wake up drenched in sweat every night.
Sister: Husband is from California - we sleep with the AC at 73 every night.
H.I.T.: WHAT?! If Husby tried doing that, I’d make him dress up in some long johns, flannel snow pants, and an oversized hooded sweatshirt for his pajamas and I’d hide a heating pad on his side of the bed. How else can you teach empathy?
Sister: Husband is from California - we sleep with the AC at 73 every night.
H.I.T.: WHAT?! If Husby tried doing that, I’d make him dress up in some long johns, flannel snow pants, and an oversized hooded sweatshirt for his pajamas and I’d hide a heating pad on his side of the bed. How else can you teach empathy?
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The One With the Wine Fridge
Following Babes around while she explores the kitchen:
Babes, stops in front of our wine fridge: Dada!
H.I.T., thinks, “Girl knows her father,” says, smiling: Yes, honey, Daddy.
H.I.T., thinks, “Girl knows her father,” says, smiling: Yes, honey, Daddy.
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The One With ABC’s
My daughter, the picky eater:
Avocados = YUCK
Broccoli = YUM
Carrots = YUCK
Salmon = YUM
Broccoli = YUM
Carrots = YUCK
Salmon = YUM
I don’t even like salmon.
Watermelon = YUCK
Pickles & BBQ Potato Chips = YUM
Pickles & BBQ Potato Chips = YUM
I wonder if she inherited my pregnancy cravings for taste buds.
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The One With the Splish Splash
In the kitchen*, cooking dinner:
Husby: H.I.T., where’s Babes?
H.I.T.: Playing in the hallway. She thinks if she stands at the bathroom door long enough, it’ll magically open and let her in.
Husby, looks down the hallway at Babes: Uh...H.I.T., it looks like Babes figured out a way to “magically” turn the handle and open the door.
H.I.T.: Playing in the hallway. She thinks if she stands at the bathroom door long enough, it’ll magically open and let her in.
Husby, looks down the hallway at Babes: Uh...H.I.T., it looks like Babes figured out a way to “magically” turn the handle and open the door.
We both run down the hallway to grab her before damage can be done...
Babes, laughing and splashing around in the toilet: Ha! Ha ha!
H.I.T.: She's mocking us. She's definitely mocking us.
Husby: That's our little girl!
H.I.T.: She's mocking us. She's definitely mocking us.
Husby: That's our little girl!
*The hallway is less than 10 feet away from where I was standing and this happened in all of one minute. I think you get my gist...








9 comments:
thanks for throwing in a little toilet humor for me in the morning! Lol
Love it!
Hahahaha! I hope you don't "let it mellow!"
Yuck! I'm sorry I went there :)
Hysterical!!!! But playing in the toilet is SO much fun!:) lol!!!
Less than 70 degrees?!? Wow, I'd be freezing at 73. We splurge and turn ours down to 77 at night from 78/79 during the day. I guess we've gotten used to it since power bills are extortionate in our neck of the woods, not to mention at those temps, it normally feels about 20 degrees cooler than outside.
Thanks for sharing your tales of Babes, so cute!
:)
LOVE the AC comment. Besides, if someone is COLD they can bundle up. Hot has fewer options...
The toilet....a child's mini pool :)
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That is great...I love the AC one!
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