Monday, February 11, 2008

Ninja Turtle in My Shower


I know this picture is bad. But it's the only one I have. Sunday Morning - Owen wanted to take a shower. Sure - go for it, kid. I did not realize that he was showering as the Orange Ninja Turtle until after he was already in.
Man, Ninja Turtles take super long showers! He was in there a good 20 minutes!

Saturday Night, Sans Owen





Saturday night I went to my parent's next door neighbor's daughter's baby shower. Her name is Laurel. She is seven months pregnant, and looks 3. My sweet friend, Alissa, was also there. She is 8 months pregnant, and looks almost past due. It's all in her tummy, by the way. She doesn't carry the weight in her butt, like I did.


She already knows she's big, but strangers in the street feel compelled to tell her anyway. The sales manager at The Loft actually told her that her doctor had the due date wrong, and she was due now. Oh - really? The sales manager at The Loft? Makes me want to boycott the place. But, you know, she is the sales manager. Definitely more qualified than Alissa's OB. I think I'll head on over to The Loft next time I need a papsmear.

Okay - I added Jon giving a mean face because it's funny. He's never mad. And the second to last one is me after many glasses of wine, trying to win Alissa's forgiveness after I offended her. Last one is Travis, of course!

Owen's idea of how to spend a Saturday afternoon





Okay - Kim says I don't update this often enough, so let me give an update of my weekend. Saturday started with Jill texting me that she made Breakfast, and Owen and I ran over there to eat up her scrumptious eggs and sausage.


Then we went on over to Boinkers. Kids loved it.


But the weird thing was, when we got home, Owen decided it was time to pick up dog poop. Seriously? He asked me to help, but I was NOT interested. But here are some picks of his hard labor.


And the cats. They were just as confused as I was.