Sometimes Ashton Kutcher really makes me think.
Rabid Demonic Cows
Magoo’s favorite new book is Rabid Demonic Cows by Margaret Wise Brown, originally published under the title The Big Red Barn. His verbal skills are burgeoning along with his animal impressions, particularly if he’s doing an impression of… a rabid demonic cow… or a dinosaur. They sound pretty much the same.
He can speak in short full sentences but prefers to shake his head wildly and say, “NO, NO, NO, NO, NO,” while frantically grasping for the item you’re offering him. He reminds me of Tom.
He wants to use the potty, but not really. He wants to sit on the potty wearing nothing but a furrowed brow and a smile. The combination is unnerving. I am afraid of his equipment which points ominously upwards as he sits with his chubby legs smooshed together. He has yet to unleash a stream of any kind but when he does, I may need a Swiffer with a longer handle.
The Little Engineers That Could
Give ”˜Em The Knuckle!
Grammy was getting ready for an obligatory outing when she accidentally sliced open her tall man with a large knife.
Band-aid in place, she continued on with her preparations and grumbled to Papa about how much it hurt and how she couldn’t bend her knuckle.
Papa: That’s unfortunate considering which knuckle it is.
Grammy: I may give someone the knuckle tonight if they don’t watch it.
Laylee: Mom, why is Grammy going to give someone her knuckle?
Me: Why don’t you ask Grammy that question?
Tip Tuesday — The Joy of YouTube
YouTube scares me, quite frankly. You never know what kind of junk you’ll find when you go there. The internet has gone completely content crazy. Got a video of your dog taking a nap? You’d better post it quick before he wakes up.
The ever wonderful PhilTube parody site keeps Dan and I laughing and asking each other, “Is it up yet? Well get it up!” (The site appears to be down. I’ll put a link up if it resurfaces.)
A while back Jeana posted links to some of her favorite commercials and it got me thinking, “I need more fun video in my life.”
So, here’s my latest greatest find, a reminder that you should really keep an eye on the garbage your kids are exposed to.
I’m also an undying fan of the Outpost.com commercials.
Give me a link to something that makes you laugh online – in a DYM appropriate sort of way.
Shake it Like a Steak Sauce
My mom’s fridge is all aflutter with blog fodder.
I have been a longtime user of what Laylee likes to call “One-A sauce.” I usually shake it before using. After reading this warning, I think I’ll take the job more seriously. And maybe employ a soundtrack to get me in the mood.
I’m thinking of trading my fridge for this bad boy. Can you believe that it contains a CONVERTIBLE DRAWER?! I know. I couldn’t believe it either but there it is in plain blue writing. Pictured here is not only a fabulous vegetable drawer but with the proper tools, you could convert it and fill it with tasty deli meats.
Or if you’re my mom, you can buck the system and just jam it full of a bushel of oranges. The versatility is practically limitless.
Man, I love signage.
the reasons: video messages from Dan, chocolate cupcakes, sisters
Does She Engage in Imaginative Play?
“Why yes, yes she does,” I answered the doctor at her 4-year well check visit.
What I didn’t tell him was that sometimes I want to open up a can on her imaginary posse…
Flamingos and the Resurrection — The Art of “MegaCorp”
A large sittable sculpture is located in the courtyard between buildings at Dan’s office. Now, I’m not an art critic, at least not a constructive or educated one, so I’ll stick to talking about the landscaping which surrounds the huge brown log-like creation.
The courtyard is big and round, paved with stark gray cement the exact color of the cloudy Seattle winter sky. In the center sat a huge round patch of grass with a circular brown 2-foot-tall sculpture where people could gather, talk and play Parcheesi. …
Tip Tuesday — Don’t Waste Your Time
I spend a lot of time wasting it. This is not always bad. Sometimes “wasting” time is an enjoyable recreational activity. Here is a list of a few time wasters you’d be better off avoiding. Please add to it and save us all so we can waste our time on other nothings worth doing.
-Running errands at rush hour
-Blaming myself, overanalyzing, feeling guilty
-Scrubbing socks
-Fighting about broccoli
-Continuing to visit preschools when you already know they’re not “the one”
-Talladega Nights
-Trying to remember things I should have written down when I first thought of them
Reversion
When I stay at my parents’ house, something happens to me.
I find myself searching the fridge, freezer and cupboards for any special food I may be able to consume at no cost to myself.
Although I do far less cleaning here, I do it with a greater sense of pride and magnanimity. “My mom is gonna be so proud of me that I cleaned up… my own breakfast dishes.” …