but something, or someone, won't leave me alone. I literally have been at my computer for the last 45 minutes trying to type out a rather moving and profound post, as I'm ought to do, but the little turkeybutt light of my life won't let me get past the first paragraph. Am I really expected to pay attention to them all the time?
Here's the distraction, himself:
Yes, that's a cookie in his hand. It's Cookie-for-Breakfast Friday in this house. Doesn't everyone do that? Look, whatever I have to do to get the little barnacle off of me for a minute. Go ahead and judge.
No, I am not picking you up. Why do you think I gave you the cookie? And, yes folks, that's my bathrobe. Yes, I know it's 9:30 in the morning and I'm still not dressed. But, see that little face? That adorable little face who would never bother a soul unless it was absolutely necessary kept me up until 5 a.m. this morning! And was thoughtful enough to want to start the day after only 2 1/2 hours of sleep. The bathrobe stays!
Excuse me? Where do you think you're going? I need more pathetic pictures of you at my feet so that I may thoroughly convince these folks that I simply cannot blog something moving and profound today. Hellooooo? I'm talking to you!
I don't think he cares. He's off to the toilet. Apparently, the toilet is more fun than I am. I have more cooookieeees!!
I suppose I have to go get dressed now. Dang, I had my lazy day snuggling with Mr. Cute Buns all planned out. Now I have to actually act like a responsible grown-up and be productive.
Cookie, anyone?
Friday, March 21, 2008
Well, I DID Have Something to Blog Today...
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hey! We have cookies for breakfast Fridays over here too sometimes. Glad to know it's a club with a larger membership.
By the way. Even though he's pesky he's awful cute.
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