Funnily enough, The Husband's birthday is on Groundhog's Day.
Coincidence? I think not.
The Baby, she walks now. So go piss up a rope Mother-In-Law.
What does that even mean?
Anyway, so yeah, The Baby walks.
But she also talks to her feet.
As in, "I think my foot is a phone and I will babble into it like Nobody's
business. And I don't care if people give you funny looks that are really thinly veiled attacks your parenting skills. Neener, neener."
I'm short, blonde, married with three kids, and I have an addiction to chocolate. I used to love drinking Coke, but I have quit doing it. Really I have. Honest. Would I lie? I love watching NCIS, House, CSI, Bones, Ugly Betty, and all those house flipping shows. I love sci-fi stuff and The Husband and I get into deep, almost spiritual, discussions about the relevance of Star Trek in our lives today. I'm an overall goofball. Hear me roar.