Twisted

Sometimes pure perfection happens.

I was in the laundry room, which just so happens to be a very tiny room, and my little guy showed up. "Twist and Shout" streamed out of his phone...and that precious kid of mine started to do the twist and sing loudly into a vacuum cleaner extension tube "microphone". Well, of course I had to join in! And the two of us twisted and shouted for the duration of that magnificent song.

Hanging in the laundry room has never been more fun!

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Got Wind?

Sometimes things are not as they appear...or smell.


Dave and I went on a romantic date to the grocery store. Here's how the next few hours went.


We got in the car.

Dave: "Did you fart?"

Me: "No."


We got home and put the food we'd bought in the fridge.

Dave: "Did you fart?"

Me: "No!"


I got the broccoli out and put it in the steamer.

Dave: "Did you fart?"

Me: "No!!!"


And then we noticed that the broccoli was rather mushy and a bit on the liquidy side in the bag...and totally smelled like the worst fart ever.


Um...thanks for the romantic scapegoating, darlin'. Good thing I know that Dave totally loves his vegetables.

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