Or should I just feel stupid that I was too lazy to get a burp cloth that time?
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A little something about me
- Margaret
- college town, Upper midwest, United States
- Sometimes late at night I break into song. And in recognition of that whole it's - really - too - late - for - anyone - to - expect - me - to - be - rational thing, I typically preface my musical rendition with, "That reminds me of a song...and it goes a little something like this." And so, when the mood strikes me, or the hour is late enough ;) , here is where I'll break into the silly songs of my childhood, the pseudo-intellectual ramblings of my grad student-hood, the haphazard mutterings of my single-hood, the philosophical musings of my female-hood, the inspirational babblings of my human-hood, the frazzled sputterings of my junior high French teacher-hood. So world, this is me. These are my thoughts, this is my life. And it goes a little something like this...
5 comments:
Definitely HOnored!
oooooh. I always do that...I'm thinkin' "oh, he probably won't spit up, I don't need a burpcloth...."
LOL! Baby C, when she does something, she does it all the way. You should definitely be honored that she chose you to share her "biggest spit up to date" with Auntie M.
Nice shirt... I mow the lawn in my neon blue GSA tee, and you use it as a burp cloth. That's fair.
An honorable mention indeed!
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