05-26-2011 Me: “Baby, why are your hands wet?” The Baby: “I was pretending to play in da dog’s watah bowl.” Me: “Pretend to not touch me.”
05-27-2011 The Baby is *always* to blame! Always. RT: @BeccaBuerkle My call failed while talking to @SavannahB. I blame #DestructoTot.
05-28-2011 There is no end to the list of weird stuff #DestructoTot destructs. Spaghetti on the walls, crushed ice cream cones, pulled-out VHS tape…
05-30-2011 ”We don’t like to put glue on our cheeks and nosey nose-ies,” said The Baby as she rubbed a glue stick on her cheeks and nosey nosey.
05-04-2011 Every now and then The Baby looks and acts *just like* John Belushi. I hope this isn’t a portent of things to come.
05-10-2011 Now The Baby is awake and earnestly stage-whispering, “I used to be a pirate! I used to be a PIRATE!”
05-25-2011 Things The Baby has poured out and/or crushed today: potato flakes, the dog’s water, Lucky Charms, my will to go on.
05-25-2011 The Baby just crawled out of the bathtub, streaked through the kitchen, stole her sister’s pretzels, howled, and ran back to the tub.
04-03-2011 When Jeremy asks “What happened to the ___,” or, “Why is the ___ broken,” the answer is always the same: The Baby.
04-07-2011 The Baby just pointed at me accusingly, and in a very low tone said, “You’re on your 96.”
04-11-2011 Tonight at bedtime, The Baby told a joke: “Why did six scared of seven?… Banana who!!” #comedienne
04-12-2011 In the span of time it took for me to transfer one load of laundry, The Baby stripped down and ran out to the backyard. Totally streaking.