And there's gonna be trouble, hey la hey la, the Girl is back.
She went to the movies with her friend after they went out to lunch. Well, la di da! La di da! She saw "The Family Stone" and said it was really sad. Funny, I thought it was a comedy, but she said they all cried. She also said that she "tried" to call but the phone was busy and she "never" leaves messages. I gave her about 50 reasons why she will now leave messages, and some of those reasons are called Chanukah Presents, if you get my drift.
The Worthless Pet, who hates when she is gone, immediately tipped over the garbage pail in the kitchen twice. In the couple of years we've had him, he has never shown the slightest interest in the garbage, so he's definately letting her know how annoyed he is that he was stuck with me all day today. I'm definately second best, and that's just fine with me. Then Worthless Pet starts following her all over the house, which drives her nuts. At one point, after about a half hour of tripping over the damn cat, she says "Mommy, Ringo is trying to tell me something. What is he trying to say?" and the boy and I answer at the exact same time "Timmy's in the well."
I think the Boy has inherited my sick sense of humor. Goody! Stumble It! JBlog Me