So welcome to my insanity... or bits and piece of it, anyway, courtesy of Karen @Baking In A Tornado! It's my first time so be gentle... This is what it's all about:
"Fly on the Wall is a monthly post by a group of bloggers challenged to let our readers see what it might be like to be a fly on the wall in our homes. Each post is not a single story, but a compilation of snippets, each one its own quote or event or conversation (or disaster) strung together to provide a behind-the-scenes glimpse into our lives."
Should I apologize ahead of time? Nah.....
Sitting on the couch watching TV one night....
Me: "I feel like I bloat around the face when I'm about to start."
Hubbs: " You don't "bloat around the face"..."
Me: "I feel like I'm all bloated. Like right here." *I begin to yank on my pre-waddle.*
Hubbs: "That isn't bloating... That's just disturbing."
At the dinner table....
Sass Monkey: "I'm having fith nuggets for dinner. Some are round, some are square, and some are oct-o-gon." They are all, in fact, square.
While digging for cold meds....
Me: "Ug. I want to die. I feel like I am dying."
Hubbs: "You can't die and just leave me here with these two..." *looks desperate*
During "Snuggle Time" in Sass's bed before sleepytime....
Sass Monkey: "I have blonde hair and blue eyes, Mommy."
Me: "You do! And what color are my eyes?"
Sass Monkey: "Blue."
Me: "That's right! And what color is my hair?"
Sass Monkey: "White. Cause you're old..."
Could be anytime, really. She STILL refuses to say "Mommy".
Me: "Can you say "brother"?"
Me: "Good girl! Can you say "da-da"?"
Me: "Yay! Can you say "Ma-ma"?"
Hubbs: "Can you say "Ma-ma"?"
Sprinkles: *big toothy smile* "Da-da!" *Turns to look out the window into the back yard at our 2 dogs laying in the sun.* "Doggie!"
Picking up a plastic play phone...
Me: "Oh hey... it's for you." *I toss the phone to Hubbs*
Hubbs: "Ring Ring! Hello? Sanity? *pause* "Huh, it hung up."
Want more good time funny? Head yonder...
... see! We are all perfectly normal, right? RIGHT?!?!?!