If you ask her to show them to you, she'll hiss at you like a vampire, baring her teeth.
We're a little bit into vampires at our house.
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... all by myself.
Listening to this for a half hour straight was enough to drive me bonkers:
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Sorry to our neighbors for that.
That ball just did not want to come off.
I blame it on West's dad, Mike.
We're a little off on our kid schedule right now with the winding down of summer, which left us with no kids on a Monday night.
The Man took me to the new Mexican restaurant that's been on my hit list.
Can we say new favorite restaurant?
They had an amazing guacamole sauce to go with the chips, and I got to order a stuffed avacado.
Chicken, cheese, and avacado? Sign me up.
Yesterday I pulled Casidee's class schedule from the school district's website.
Like it or not, Mom, Jr. High is happening.
Except in our neigborhood it's a middle school.
The girl is taking Chinese.
(How am I supposed to help her with homework questions???)
After writing this post, and letting some people know about it, I received this in my facebook message box:
which is hysterical.
Does anyone else have that problem? I know that one time I posted this picture of Cali and her ripped pants but I hardly think that qualifies...
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