The Definition of Insanity

Photo taken on April 7th. Snow. Lots of snow.

Photo taken on April 25th. It was 87 degrees out at the time.

Well, That Was Brilliant

Sometimes I have an idea that I think is nothing short of brilliant. I wallow in my own glory, praising myself for my superior intelligence, and then the truth comes out. That which I thought was so brilliant was actually a really, really, really bad idea.

Like, teaching the kid how to roll and unroll the windows in the car.

That was dumb.

Very dumb.

She's having a blast these days, but I could really do without the up down up down up down up down up down up down up down that is going on. Even when we're on the highway.

Whoops.

Empty Threats

"Daddy is going to take me to school tomorrow," Alexis told me.

"Um, no he isn't," I retorted. Mr. Husband leaves over an hour before Alexis and I do. There isn't a reason in the world why she should be waking up at 5:30 and riding with him. That could only lead to her trying to wake up at 5:30 on the weekend. And, uh, NO.

"Yes, he is," Little Miss I'm Going to Argue With Everything You Say replied.

"No, he's really not. I'll take you to school tomorrow," I said in an annoyed tone.

"Well, I'll just put you in a cage and then Daddy can take me to school because I like Daddy," Alexis said.

I would worry about where the heck the kid got the idea that she could put me in a cage, but she later told me she ate eyeballs for lunch. I'm thinking maybe she can't be taken all that seriously these days.