Alls I needs is time.
But no. There are always more pressing things to do than update my blog.
And in case you're wondering how it's going, this is how it was going about 15 minutes ago:
UPDATED TO ADD:
No my child is not Satan, he's just three. And a half.
Powered by 4 hours of restless sleep, too much caffiene mixed with a quarter of a bagel and sweet face filled with shame I had three emotionally charged responses to choose from:
A. laugh
B. cry
C. scream and bang my head against the wall
Then I saw the camera and realized the future blackmail potential, and the two of us had a darn good chuckle.
(And a please we do not poo on the carpet.)
2 comments:
Hehehe... Thanks for giving me a perfect example of what Michael's aunt must have been talking about. When we saw her recently, she had one piece of advice on raising kids - "Don't get angry, get a camera."
Hehehe... I couldn't help myself. I had to share this post with Michael's aunt. Her response:
"Oh yes, that Mom is bucking for a REALLY nice retirement home..."
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