Me. I am talking about myself. My mojo is missing. Or time is missing. Anyway. Thanks for sticking around.
Speaking of sticking around, I just deleted like 40 blogs from my subscriptions. 1. Google should make that easier. 2. if you do giveaways constantly of stupid products, I'm gone. 3. If you post nothing but pictures of yourself in different outfts from various retailers you are likely too old to shop at, also gone. 4. if you are boring. Bye.
Last week was packed with playdates. Like packed. Cause we need friends. All of us do. Friends who live in the same city. So we are working on it.
The dog has a new electric fence. He protested by taking a giant shit on the stairs while I was gone one day last week. Then he chased a cat up a tree three yards away. So just for that, I turned it up. Now when he goes to the corner of the living room, he gets buzzed. Didn't want him in there anyway.
Cannon has fallen in love with our new shower. It's a walk in without a door so he thinks it's pretty rad. He's right. The other night I was trying to get the baby to drink rice cereal in her bottle which she was having none of and asked the husband to bring me a new bottle. He didn't respond. So I begrugingly got up and went to find him. I found him. With two plastic bags on his hands. Someone loves the new shower so much he decided to poop in it.
We spent the weekend at Disney's Animal Kingdom Lodge. Ate breakfast with giraffes and zebras. Didn't step foot inside any amusement park. And yet we are still exhausted. Like beyond tired. We will have to start training before we make our first official Disney trip.
I got carded at a bar.
I fell in love with a mom. See on Friday night we were stupid and took the three year old without his swim suit to 'check out' the pool. Bad idea. None of us had suits on and he was swimming. In his clothes and wouldn't come out. Until this brilliant mom saw our struggles and asked Cannon if he would like to come home with her. He very quickly responded 'no' and walked right out of the pool. Thank you MOTY. I know you thought you were scaring him but really you were just helping us out.
As I type this I am out of diapers. No a single one. And it's raining. Double damn.
I'm spent. Hope you're good. Or great.
The Best part? You stuck around! :)