I think the sole purpose of the toddler is to undo things.
- I put the pillows on the couch, he must remove them,
- I put his toys in the basket, he dumps it out,
- there is ice in the cup he finds, it must come out
- water in the dogs bucket, it must be dumped
- napkins in the basket, they must go
- toilet paper on roll, must be unwound
I had to share this with you guys, long time readers know I have an email convo with my 2 cousins running daily. This one, I just had to share!!! I wish I had snappy comebacks like Layni 😦
(Sam) So guy at work, just found out his new wifey is pregnant (it is his kid, just realized how that sounded), so as a husband and expectant father he is sleeping on the couch. See his wife was going through a hormone thing and he opened his mouth:
“are you really ganna be this *%&@#* the whole time?”
(Layni) That is just brilliant. ‘I am hosting a parasite that is growing larger by the day; my hormones are completely out of whack; I am aware of the fact that my body is about to be destroyed and I am going to have to give birth to this thing at some point and I’m told that hurts like hell. Yeah, I’ll try real hard not to be *%&@#* for you.’
I made a tactical error this week. I have a large dog, as most of you know, and he insists on being my every present shadow.
Heading down our wood steps to the basement I reached down to grab the bedding laying on the steps. I was already irritated that the kids hadn’t taken their bedding all the way to the machines and so I was just not really thinking clearly.
I reached down, gave them a good firm yank because I had stepped over the mass of blankets and sheet. As soon as all 130lbs of dog hit the back of my legs, I realized my error. We both stumbled down several steps trying to gain our footing. I realized, painfully, that I needed to get his nails trimmed 😦 We did survive, but holy cow, my legs were hurting for a while!!!
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I’m glad you and your doggy only suffered minor aches and scratches. That could have ended badly.
I can never come up with those snappy comebacks either. I’m glad you’re okay! That doesn’t sound like a fun tumble for either of you.
We used to have an 80 lb German shepherd. On hot summer days, I would suddenly notice that the kitchen was insufferably hot. I would look over, and sure enough, it would be because Sheba had flopped down on the air vent.