***Tuesday May 17th, 2011***
It still amazes me how we can take this....
And turn it into this....
Smyth is always happy to sport my goods! She will be one in less than a month. Too fast, it has flown by.
Just have to write the following down, so that I can look back on it one day after I have forgotten it and laugh. Not material for children or the faint of heart....
So we took the Petite Femmes to the zoo last weekend. While looking at the mighty lion, Lone exclaimed "I think those are his balls", matter-of-factually. I froze, my mind reeling as I tried to figure out where she would have heard that word. Finally, after about 20 seconds of silence from me, I noticed that way in the back of his cage (he had three fenced rooms) that there were two large, yoga style, balls. Flooded with relief. Not ready for that chat.
Secondly, sadly Lone has been having some number two accidents at school recently. The last time (before today's accident) that she had an incident, she never told anyone and I discovered upon picking her up that she still had the poop in her pants!! While driving home, I asked her how long it had been in her pants and she calmly reported to me that she thought it had been there for fifty days. She does make me laugh, poor dear.
