Just a few random ramblings today.
Emil is a tornado of terror if you try to hold him on your lap. He will twist away from you until he is facing out, then quickly twist again so he is facing in and so on and so forth until you almost drop him.
During all of this, I keep having this image of him jumping off my lap, landing on two legs, and running off laughing like a maniac, only to return with the above toy knife to say, Pet Cemetary style, “Daddeeee, I want to play with youuuuuu!” Scary, no?
If you are wearing sunglasses when you first meet me, please know that I am greatly disturbed by the fact that I cannot see your eyes and where you are looking and it makes me feel really strange and vulnerable. Especially if we go the entire conversation and I actually have no idea what you really look like. And especially if it’s not that sunny out.
Yesterday I had the honor and privilege of taking a nap with Emil, only I woke up with both hands completely asleep and useless. Note to self: hands are a great gift and not to be taken for granted.
I had no idea this weekend was Easter until my friend Ingrid told me yesterday.
I had to wipe a bottom exactly 6 times today. Not one of those was my own.
Though I chose to take a nap yesterday, I really should have used the time to shave my other leg, since I only got to one the last time (and unfortunately, this is not the first time this strange thing has occurred) so now I am forced to wear pants until the situation is resolved. Why not shave now, you ask? Well, because “Ima cutya” is nursing pretty much 26 hours per day. That’s why.
Our dog Proudie keeps walking by and farting the most disgusting, awe-inspiring dog farts you can imagine and it is actually giving me a real-life headache.
That’s all for now. Please enjoy some delicious chocolate egg things while I pass out from the dog fart business. Happy weekend!