I’m not sure, but I think the dogs might be plotting something.
Going to the beach is such serious business for Anna.
Some other baby tried to chew on Anna’s head the other day at the cannibal daycare. They wouldn’t tell me who had the biting fetish, so I was going to go in and smell each of the babies’ breath to see who smelled like Anna’s head.
But then, I realized it was probably this kid:
You know, I appreciate how diverse our daycare is, it’s one of the reasons that we picked it (that and it was the only one I called that had room for us) but I just wish they would do a better job at keeping the zombie babies under control.
You can see what a crappy housekeeper I am in all the baby videos. Messy, disorganized, dog hair everywhere, dust bunnies, etc. I’d like to say it’s because I’m just so busy taking care of her, but to be honest, I’m just totally lazy. I’d rather spend my free time updating the “Krissie Dance Party” play list on my iPod or just watching Casino for the billionth time.
My car’s registration was wicked overdue and I needed to re-register pronto. I headed down to the local DMV at lunch time and this was the ticket they gave me.
I asked the clerk if she watched Reaper and she didn’t get the joke. She’s no fun. I didn’t even get to ask her if her name was Gladys.