Another installment of the ongoing adventures in the lexicon wonderland of Little Dude Vinton.
So here’s a top-to-bottom high five for Little Dude’s Kindergarten teacher who–I think– while we work on manners at home, is also reenforcing them at school. I say that only because the other night, after Little Dude …
I was trying to catch some moments of Little Sis’ cute “shower personality” when she got tired of it. I’m in a world of hurt when this little lady grows up if she’s already flashing me deadly looks of “Really, Mama?”
At 16 years old my ear was either connected to a headset, a phone or a pillow. My broke-as-a-joke-thanks-to-crushing-long-distance-bills parents would tell you it was mostly the phone… you know, back when they had all the wires. I’d stretch that cord from one side of the house to another in search of privacy and a …
Not that I’d know anything about it considering I’m enjoying a diet of straight tastelessness.
But Little Sis… Little Sis knows EVERYTHING about it.
And, unfortunately, we now know EVERYTHING about trying to take it away…
…Yaaaaaay Nutella!
Sometimes Lady-Friend doesn’t get a chance to luxuriate in the shower. That or even take one.
But I’m not judging. When I come home at the end of the day and Lady-Friend tells me she’s sorry she’s a “grease ball”, I’m cool with that as long as I get a high five and a “Man, you’re …
Bed Ninja
[bed nin-juh] –noun
1. A member of a child society of bedtime mercenary agents, highly trained in stealth (ninjutsu), who indulge in covert purposes ranging from nap-time espionage to mattress sabotage and sleep assassination.
When you’re trying to punch in for a full 8 hours of uninterrupted sleep, living with a bed ninja can be …
So, yeah. Creating the expectation of plastic-wrapped joy for every holiday is a totally responsible way to avoid spoiling your kids. And by that, I mean it’s probably not.
Between the Memorial Day General, the Independence Day Eagle and the Labor Day Hobo (they’re real!), our kids won’t even need Christmas. But because we’re exorbitant and …
The best thing about trendy is that it’s always cool right now. That’s especially true with photography and peasant dresses.
Of course, in a year we’ll wonder what the crap was wrong with us and:
A) Why we put Little Sis in a dress made of hay bales and wall paper.
B) Why I processed a perfectly good …
From the minute Little Sis traded umbilical for boob, she’s been… opinionated.
Don’t like being out of the womb? Cry for 8 months straight.
Don’t like Little Dude snuggling up? Slap his face.
Don’t want that water? Chuck it.
Don’t like your personal space being violated with a smooch from Mama or Papa? Shove ‘em.
Want that knife on the …
Let’s face it: Quotables is the primary reason anyone beyond my Mom and I visit Vintonville… and that’s fine– my feelings will be OK. Here’s your bite-sized, one-stop-shop for all Quotables posts from here to the dawn of V-ville.
Little Dude and All The Hubbubalub
Little Dude and the 10 Day Knockout
Little Dude and The Friend of …
