July 04, 2009


I'm trying not to get ahead of myself and look forward to this right now, but I am looking forward to it someday:

One of the best things about parenting? Getting to do things twice, and seeing things from entirely different perspective, you get to see tiny people learn to walk, talk, run, swim, ride bikes, you get to jump on a trampoline, and shoot your kids high in the air, and laugh until you cry...

and you get 3 hours of rabbit jokes...most of them bad

I want to be an amalgam of all my friends' parenting styles...

Posted by: Sarah at 09:20 AM | Comments (2) | Add Comment
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1 Don't forget the poop.  You get lots of poop, too.

And vomit.

And first discoveries of the words for genitalia, when my son kept asking people (including a Colonel's wife) if they had a penis.

Posted by: airforcewife at July 04, 2009 11:11 AM (CDkfD)

2 knock, knock,
who's there
banana who
knock, knock
who's there
banana who
knock, knock
who's there
orange who
orange you glad I didn't say banana again
486,312 times a day, every day until they learn:
knock, knock
whos there
dewayne who
dewayne the bathtub, I'm  dewowning.
repeat some version of bad jokes until child quits speaking to you at onset of puberty.

Posted by: Pamela at July 05, 2009 09:41 AM (jV2Nw)

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