So it’s been a while. I’m sorry. Things kind of got crazy for a while, between the end of school for the Teen, baby C’s first birthday, trying to move my site to self-hosted, going camping, continuing to try and move my site to self-hosted, toilet training the Threenager, getting new jobs, and life.
But don’t forget about me! I have all sorts of stories to share about camping, and reflections on life that I’m working on. I just need a bit more time to finish writing. So hang in there (I’m sure you are busy doing summer stuff anyway), and I will be back with more funny soon.
In the meantime, here are some highlights of what’s been overheard lately, in our house…
The Threenager: When I grow up, I’m going to be a police officer!
Me: Oh really? That’s great, sweetie.
The Threenager: …or a pirate!
The Threenager: …or a clown!
The Threenager: …or a fishie…or a shark…
We are driving on the highway, and hit a section that’s under construction.
The Threenager: This road is closed for instruction.
The Husband goes to change baby C for the first time in…a while. He comes back with a look on his face.
Me, guiltily: So…did he have an old poop?
The Husband: Yep. Old and small…like a White Dwarf.
Me: You are such a nerd.
We are packing for our trip to the cottage. The Threenager is following the Husband around, asking what he is doing.
The Threenager: Dada, what are you doing NOW?
The Husband: I’m packing clothes to bring to the cottage.
The Threenager: What about the cats? Where will they go?
The Husband: We’re actually going to take them up with us!
The Threenager, looking panicked: But…what about the cats’ suitcases???