THINGS THAT ARE NOT CLOTH DIAPERS
September 20, 2011
THING #1: LIFE INSURANCE. WAIT WHAT?
In perhaps the ultimate "try to make THIS topic interesting" challenge ever, the folks at Lifehappens.org asked me to contribute a blog entry about life insurance. How did I do?
Don't answer that.
But maybe just go read it? It's about Ceiba? Remember her? She remembers you. Aww, wookit.
THING #2: SHOPPY SHOPPY SHOPPY
And then! In perhaps the ultimate "Amalah can be bought very easily" example, Old Navy sponsored a series of posts over at Babble Voices about going shopping with your children. So I went shopping with my children. Then I wrote about shopping with my children. See how that works? ASTOUNDING, I KNOW.
My post went up today. And while I don't want to spoil anything for you (since my blog posts tend to be so high drama and suspenseful and all), Ike totally got a onesie with a mummy on it.
Dude, don't move, but I think Mom has finally gone up and around the bend with this stripey clothes business.
THING #3: BOOBS
THING #4: TORNADOS WITH FRICKING LASER BEAMS ATTACHED TO THEIR HEADS
It's Back To School Night at Ezra's preschool. I hope there are snacks.
There were no snacks at Noah's Back To School Night, though we were given the chance to write a little letter for him to find when he came in the next day. I illustrated our letter with a doodle of an Angry Bird, but was informed by Noah that I'd made the Angry Bird look HAPPY and this bothered him greatly. In fact, my incompetance at drawing properly angry Angry Birds just about ruined his whole morning, because he spent most of Journaling Time attempting to correct my drawing AND THEN HE HAD NO TIME TO JOURNAL, MOM. GOD.
I asked him what he usually writes in his journal and he said Angry Birds.
Anyway, none of this is making me feel very confident in my artistic ability, or that Ezra's teacher doesn't secretly think I am some kind of batshit crazy person.
THING #5: WAIT FOR IT...
WAIT FOR IT...