Hola everyone! Guess what Sarah did! Those of you who have lived with (or still live with) a three year old (or a somewhere-around-three-year-old) know what’s coming next. A true story about what they are capable of/can accomplish in half a second or less.
Here goes:
Sarah decided that she wanted some milk in her cereal, so my mom got the milk out of the fridge and placed it on the table for a moment. Mom stepped back into the kitchen, leaving Sarah with the milk…yeeeeaaaah…bad idea.
Soooo, Sarah decided to “take matters into her own hands” and POUR THE MILK ALL BY HERSELF. What comes next? A “SPLASH drip drip” followed by an “I need help. QUICK!” from my mother and a rush for towels.
Mm hm. Welcome to the McGuire family “three ring circus”! Milk in the floor, on my mom, and being licked up off of the floor by my wonderful dog Jasmine (AKA “the vacuum cleaner”). It’s a wonderful, scratch that, CRAZY life…
Happy weekend!!
~Anna McGuire
Saturday, March 13, 2010
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wow anna..................................... i feel for you hun!!!!!!!!!!!!!
hahaha.....hey you might want to tell your mom to update to a new editor on her blog....she can find it under settings.....then you can strikethrough "wonderful"...
Giann: thanks, i tried to strike through it but it wouldn't work :( soooo, i'll tell her that she might want to update.
Seaweed Brain: thanks! *happy sigh* i love my life! um...would you please tell me your name???
Anna,
At least it was the dog licking milk off the floor and not Sarah :).....
Smiles,
Ms. Debra
Ms. Debra, you are SO right! I don't think she has done THAT yet...
~anna
Hehe. That's funny. *sigh* I remember when my little peeps were, well little. Oh, I'm wearing the shirt you got me. :-D Winter Jam was AWESOME!!!! Really glad you came! :-)
SweetTart: how ironic, i'm wearing mine too! it WAS amazing...i wanna do it next year too (with you and Indy/Panhead)!! *sigh* fighting over amrests is sooo thrilling!! lol. i would catch him (Indy) randomly looking/ staring at me.
Seaweed Brain: come on hun, i need you to tell me your name.
~anna
MA: I had one of those once... *sigh* It was thrilling for all of 6 months and then... it was boring.
You had WHAT???
~anna...er whatev you wanna call me
A staring boy. He was kinda cute... but kinda a jerk in real life. *shrugs*
And DO NOT use me real name.
Mmmm...me no like jerks.
~anna/Marryanna
Oh, but he was a cute jerk... lol
The cute factor kinda fades away cause of the bad attitude...hehe.
~anna/MA
No, the worst part was, he was shy and had a false non-jerk front to strangers (e.g. me) lol
*wants to say something random* ...stalker...
~anna/MA
*quivers* Not the stalker!
*smacks head* Your cue hasn't come yet!! DO NOT RECITE LINES WITHOUT THE CUE. *shame*
BookSnob, dear, this is my mom's blog. I...uh...ALWAYS have a cue. ;)
~anna/MA
BookSnob, dear, this is my mom's blog. That was my cue just 'cause I decided it was ;) But alrighty, what's my cue???
~anna/MA
When the rooster crows and Romeo stumbles out on the stage. ;-)
SeaweedBrain: Looooove the name. Awe-some.
I didn't know that Indy acts!!!!! Wow!! Soooo...um...when does Indy stumbles on stage and why does a rooster crow?
~anna/MA
hello? what's with the rooster?
~anna
The rooster's the cue for the bear!!
what bear?
~anna
The one that chases the tripping Romeo off the stage. Didn't you read Shakespear's new and revised Romeo Without Bipolar? It's quite a catch.
No I haven't! I bet it's better than the first...now then, why is my cue when he stubbles onto the stage? Who am I in this story?
~anna
Because he is cute and FLIRTY. And Juliet is jealous. The bear is on your side, of course... You're Juliet's cousin twice removed. Lovely singing voice. You're also the Shrew in The Taming of. You just happened to escape your play in this new and revised edition.
Savvy?
I don't wanna be Romeo I want to be the bear. Ask mom. They just throw a hunk of meat in my room each morning
Well, yeah. I'm not Juliet. And if George Clooney is Romeo: I think that I'll skip this play...
~anna
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