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Friday, June 5, 2009

Friday's Dispatch

Laminate and place in a highly visible area in your time machine. If you don't- don't blame me when something goes wrong
  • My oldest son just told my daughter she ,"is soooo spazmatic."
  • If someone cuts one around my baby son he'll say,"Eschuuuuse you!"
  • If he does it himself he slaps his knee and cracks up laughing.
  • The other night Zac took a big drink of his milk, looked over into my tea glass, looked back up at me, smiled turned back to the glass and spit a mouthful of milk into my glass.
  • I have no idea how many times I've already mowed my yard.
  • The baby swallows uder the front porch are fully fledged and look like miniature versions of the parent birds- very clean and pretty though.
  • Wish I had a place for some chickens.
  • Bought my daughter a little bantam rooster once thinking he wouldn't crow all that bad since he was so little.
  • Ha!
  • Also, he would start at 3 AM. Unless it was stormy then he'd do it anytime.
  • So unbelievably loud. When the baby was little and not sleeping much I would hold him to keep him quiet. In the morning there we both would be zonked smooth out in the recliner.
  • I mean me and the rooster.