WHAT?!

Aw peas.  I think my muffin said his first word.  Isn't it supposed to be "mommy"
or "daddy" or "tig" (his tigger).  No. No sir.  Not THIS boy.  His first word is the DOGS NAME! What a little stink fish pot.  Of course,  the dog has loved the boy THIS much from the day we brought him home.  But REALLY? Gus? That's your first word son?

funny baby

Yesterday we were at my cousin's house.  Little Muffin was crawling around and around, trying to keep himself awake.  Suddenly he abandoned his jingle-chicken and made a beeline for my cousin's foot.  After head butting her foot for a little season, he chomped his gummy grin down on her big toe!  "Small child," I said, "it is weird to suck on other people's toes."  I have, at least momentarily, convinced him to stick to his own. 

If he REALLY had his way, he would be perfectly happy with the dog toys.  He's seven months old and already makes the dog cry! Who's kid is that?  But really, how can you do anything but laugh at a face like this?

LAME! Me, I'm the lame one

Man, sometimes I think my brain went down the drain with the bathwater! 

First thing in the morning yesterday, I got a call from the orchard guy I called the day before.  He said "sure, I have some crates that I'd be willing to part with....for 5 bucks."  My husband punched me in the leg on his way out the door to class, (which I took as his stamp of approval) and I told the man I'd be right down.  NO LONGER FREE.  Oh well, still cheaper than getting the crates at the antique store.  This is the end of the part of the story where everything is going my way.

The rest of the day went like this:
-I got stuck in Orchard Guy's driveway.  He had to push me out.
-While finishing up another project, I didn't want the gluey thing inside the lid of my Mod Podge to fall out when I tipped it on to the bottle.  Solution?  Tip the bottle of course!!  My brain forgot it was full.
-While testing the spaghetti for dinner, I threw the fork against the wall instead of the noodle.
-oh yeah, and I froze the salad.

Usually I don't have that many revelations of my true hair color in one day.  But I guess as long as we are celebrating life we may as well laugh at ourselves.  Or maybe just me...

DERP!