Posts tagged goose
Posts tagged goose
Me. I made the Goose in my image.
My kid has found Ruby Gloom on Netflix. I can’t get the song out of my head.
Goose had to come to work with me today.
We’ve already been sledding and built a snowman. The Goose went down the hill alone and I’m still amazed; she has more moxiethan I do.
Now coffee and naps. :)
Usually I’m jokey about the Goose and write about funny things she said. Either that or I laugh about something unwittingly disgusting that she did. Today, I guess I’m going to think out loud about bad parenting. My bad parenting.
My chunky monkey waiting for cake at baby Andrew’s 1st bday party.
The “parts” that are covered up by our underpants are private. It’s no one’s business to ask about them or talk about them. (That goes for the parents, too!) If someone tells you she is a girl, she’s a girl. If he tells you he’s a boy, he’s a boy. If they say they’re both, they’re both!
We’ve had this talk and I’ve said something like this. One and done conversation.
Goose handed me a cup to drink. I drank.
It was backwash.
I’m still gagging.
Someone posted this on my Facebook. It make me laugh!!
true life: l&d today.
Change the man to me, sleeping, at 4am in a cold room and change the woman to a small child, peeing on my floor.
Yeah. Good morning.
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Both John and the Goose stopped dead in their tracks last night to watch this entire commercial. Then, they talked about how quickly they were going to purchase it.
Who have I birthed? Who have I married?
I feel that, if Boxing Day was truly a holiday, I could bring wine to see Frozen today.
Goose is the pink blur on the right. She’s a total rock star.
Find the one section of the tree that stopped lighting up. The pre-lit tree is only a year old.
But it’s cute. And the Goose hasn’t touched and broken anything yet. It’s a Christmas miracle.