Frosting on the Cake

Brought to you by Burrito:



It has become increasingly difficult to bathe by myself lately. It takes approximately 2.5 seconds from the time I turn the bath water on until I hear the pitter patter of 1 to 2 sets of little feet on the linoleum floor behind me. And seeing as how it's a heck of lot more pleasant to allow said 1 to 2 sets of feet into the tub with me than have them stand at the tub's edge and cry, whine, or otherwise harass me whilst I try to take my bath I usually just let them in.



Today, it was just Burrito boy. Most days I try to take care of just the shampoo, soap, conditioner basics if I have helpers in the tub. But today HAD to include a shaving of the legs, there was no way around it. So, as nonchalantly as possible (so as not to attract attention), I apply my shaving cream and set to work. Burrito watches for a few seconds, studying the layer of white foam smoothed over my leg. In the quickest of instants he slides his pointer finger across my knee cap collecting a finger-full of white and plops it into his mouth. The finger emerges from his mouth licked clean and a distinct "Mmmmm" follows.



Now I don't know what his basis of comparison is, and I did not confirm his findings, but I highly doubt that the sensitive skin variety of skintimates shaving cream is anywhere near as tasty delicious as say frosting on a cake.

Happy Father's Day

In honor of Father's Day here's my top 10 list of things that remind me of my Dad:



10. pads of butter

9. pecan sandies

8. pecan pie

7. date cake

6. Cherry ice cream

5. cashews

4. quarters with eagles on them

3. Gold Stocks

2. The price of Gasoline

1. "Real Life" Bedtime stories


What's on your list?

This little girl....

Is THREE!!!

Holy smokes. Where has to time gone? It truly doesn't seem like that long ago that The Boy and I were staring at a little pink bundle thinking "what have we got ourselves into?" And while we still might look at each other from across a toy strewn, looks like a bomb exploded kind of room, and think the same thing - I wouldn't trade it for the world.

Em has brought an incredible amount of joy and laughter to our little family and we can't believe she's gotten so big already.

She's already more than 1/2 way to kindergarten and then the next thing I know - she'll be all grown up.

So I made her a dirt cake with worms, let her have a lazy weekend, and fall asleep nestled in my arms on the couch.

Happy Birthday to my little baby girl!

Monday Blues

Bob (and I) are both singing the Monday blues - except somehow, Bob's seems more cheerful. Maybe I should be stealing his bud light lime beads and his harmonica. Which by the way is really Emma's.....lets hope she doesn't find out.