Archive for July, 2009

Tuesday, July 21st, 2009


Houston, we have acquired the toes. Preparing for docking maneuvers.

Monday, July 20th, 2009


It’s tilted down. I’ve got both hands on. Mouth is attached… Darn thing must be broken.

Sunday, July 19th, 2009


So Dad’s been working on the bedroom ceiling, and… Dad? Dad, right?

Saturday, July 18th, 2009


My cup runneth over. And downeth my onesie.

Friday, July 17th, 2009


…and then, Alligator, when you’re asleep, the Toenail Faery comes along and ‘Snip. Snip. Snip.’ Just like that.

Thursday, July 16th, 2009


It’s an… interesting hairdo idea, but I think knot.

Wednesday, July 15th, 2009


milk coma…

Tuesday, July 14th, 2009


It’s not that I mind them moving in to my room so much, but they could have asked first.

Monday, July 13th, 2009


Hey, we don’t need to put a new diaper on, right? Baby au naturale? Aw c’mon. Curse this cottony prison!

Sunday, July 12th, 2009


We moved out of the master bedroom today so we could fix the ceiling. Mom thinks it’s oh-so-slowly falling down and that evisceration by ceiling fan is a stupid way to die.