Today is mom's day to sleep late. Wow, she may get out of bed at 8:00 am instead of 7:00 am!
Sigh. Won't she ever learn?
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Easy Like Sunday Morning
It was cold and rainy yesterday. It was a very good day for snuggling and sleeping very late with PlusOne.
Today is mom's day to sleep late. Wow, she may get out of bed at 8:00 am instead of 7:00 am!
Sigh. Won't she ever learn?
Today is mom's day to sleep late. Wow, she may get out of bed at 8:00 am instead of 7:00 am!
Sigh. Won't she ever learn?
Saturday, October 3, 2009
No Ghosts Allowed
I thought I would give fair warning to the ghosts that they're not welcome here.
And this is what I am going to do to them when I catch them.
What do you think? Do you think that will scare them away?
And this is what I am going to do to them when I catch them.
What do you think? Do you think that will scare them away?
Friday, October 2, 2009
PlusOne Update
Mom took PlusOne for his annual physical yesterday. The doctor thought he was pretty funny.
PlusOne is 5'2-1/2" tall and weighs 103 pounds. Memere was concerned because PlusOne has gotten a little belly lately. Of course, he eats all day, non stop! The doctor said boys his age do that right before they grow taller (he is in the 60% of weight). The worst part is, over the last two months, PlusOne has only gained ONE pound (eating everything in sight!). Mom says life is very unfair.
On the garbage side, mom shut the slider door to the back porch sewing room, where the garbage can is, and there were no incidents yesterday. Of course, it was chilly out there, so I think it kept the ghosts away. They like warmer weather. (I think they're planning on framing me for something new, so I am keeping my eyes open.)
PlusOne is 5'2-1/2" tall and weighs 103 pounds. Memere was concerned because PlusOne has gotten a little belly lately. Of course, he eats all day, non stop! The doctor said boys his age do that right before they grow taller (he is in the 60% of weight). The worst part is, over the last two months, PlusOne has only gained ONE pound (eating everything in sight!). Mom says life is very unfair.
On the garbage side, mom shut the slider door to the back porch sewing room, where the garbage can is, and there were no incidents yesterday. Of course, it was chilly out there, so I think it kept the ghosts away. They like warmer weather. (I think they're planning on framing me for something new, so I am keeping my eyes open.)
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Thursday Three
1) First off, no one will believe that this cute, sedate dog
did this...
2) Or that this handsome boy
would look for food in the garbage can, when all he has to do is open the cupboard, and eat all the rice krispy treats.
3) Which leads to the only other option being this...
but since we have no cats because mom is allergic to them and I refuse to blame this cat
even though she told me I could, because she gets blamed for everything, there really is only one option.
We have GHOSTS in our house!
did this...
2) Or that this handsome boy
would look for food in the garbage can, when all he has to do is open the cupboard, and eat all the rice krispy treats.3) Which leads to the only other option being this...
but since we have no cats because mom is allergic to them and I refuse to blame this cat
even though she told me I could, because she gets blamed for everything, there really is only one option.We have GHOSTS in our house!
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Tattle Tale Tuesday
This is me.
This is me exerting myself.
This is the gap mom and dad say I slip through to get onto the porch, tip over the garbage can and go to town.
Seriously, do you actually think that I am that intelligent and devious that I can get onto the back porch, tip the garbage can over, eat whatever I want and then get back into the kitchen so that when mom comes home I am in my bed? With my sister?
Evidence! I demand evidence!
This is me exerting myself.
This is the gap mom and dad say I slip through to get onto the porch, tip over the garbage can and go to town.
Seriously, do you actually think that I am that intelligent and devious that I can get onto the back porch, tip the garbage can over, eat whatever I want and then get back into the kitchen so that when mom comes home I am in my bed? With my sister?Evidence! I demand evidence!
Monday, September 28, 2009
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