Today I was scrubbing the kitchen floor and Drake kept trying to take my rag, so I finally gave it to him and let him have at it. He scrubbed for a good 20 minutes and then cried when we were done and I took the rag from him. Silly boy.
posted by Michelle @ 1:36 PM
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So I must admit that I have a bit of a love affair with my bathroom scale. Since I joined Weight Watchers I have gotten to the point where I weigh myself far too often. It is a bad habit. Well, I think I have rubbed off on Drake a little too much. The other day he went into the bathroom and all the sudden I could hear him crying, so I go in there to see what happened and he is just standing on the scale crying. I couldn't find anything wrong with him, so I can only assume he was upset about what he saw on the scale. Poor little chunky boy.
posted by Michelle @ 11:42 AM
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I have to admit, the worse thing to have to respond to is: "Tell me about yourself". What do people really want to know? Anyway....here it goes. I am 34 years old. (Yes, I made it past 32). I've been married to Shane, my best friend, lover, and greatest husband in the world (that is just one person, not four) for 9 years. And I am mom to Drake, the cutest baby boy in the world. I am lucky enough to get to stay home and take care of him, though it is tough sometimes. I like to make people laugh, though I wonder sometimes if I try too hard. Like when I say something and people look at me like I lost my mind. But those are the times that I think to myself, "Shane would have got that." Though I complain a lot, so far, life has been good to me.
