5 and a half years ago, my life consisted of sleeping,burritos and dropping entire paychecks on the Victoria's Secret semi annual sale. I was pretty sure I knew what motherhood would be like. I was wrong. I had visions of sanity,a clean home, and cats that weren't locked in the closet after being soaked with a 4 year old boys urine. Yes, I thought motherhood was one beautiful lucid moment to the next

...and then came Sam.

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

I've been making decisions

Me: Oh yeah, what kind?

Sam: Big ones

Me: Like what?

Sam: No more Parmesan cheese, Parmesan cheese hurts my feelings. Also, I'm pretty sure I'm going to start picking my nose again.

Me: Why does it hurt your feelings?

Sam: It's too salty, it dries my heart out.

Me: Okay, why do you want to pick your nose again?

Sam: Because you do.

Me: Good point

"I want to rip a big fart that is so big it puts a crack in the world" -Sam

Holy motherhood batman

I've been away...well not really. I've been right here, I have chunks of dog hair on the floor because my germanlabradorhusky completely rids himself of hair twice a year. It's gross. I digress...it's been a fun filled few weeks. Lots of messes, lots of grilling out and of course..Samisms. I have a few good ones I'm about to post now and maybe if I can figure it out, a video! I am advancing!