I sat down to write a blog post and then I heard my two-year-old say, in a voice filled with awe, "That's a lot of fish food." And he was right, seeing as he'd dumped the entire container into the fishbowl with Fuego, our new betta fish (who replaced Bluey the miraculous zombie fish when he finally met his demise). So I had to stop writing before I ever got started.
Now I'm back at the computer, obviously, but with a few things working against me. It's going to be one of those days when I can't leave my children unattended for long enough to hammer out a decent post. Also: the smell of pee is emanating from my kitchen trash because my husband tends to throw diapers there instead of in the garage trash, which is where they're supposed to go. Barf. And since I'm sitting by the kitchen trash, well, you know.
I'ma make this quick.
First off: I've got a new giveaway up! Just click on the "Giveaways and Reviews" tab up top and you're on your way to winning a £50 voucher from Simply Swim! Woohoooo!!!
Secondly, I forgot to tell y'all this. A few weeks ago I get a call from a random 800 number that I didn't answer because hello, 800 numbers only mean telemarketers or bill collectors. So when they left a voicemail, I was surprised to hear, "Hi, this message is for Colin Templeton. Mr. Templeton, you had requested information online about a bachelor's degree in game design from Full Sail University, and I was just calling to set you up with an admissions counselor."
Colin Templeton is my seven year old.
My seven year old who is going through a phase where he is obsessed with video games and how they are made. Apparently he decided to request information about a bachelor's degree. He probably doesn't even know what that is, exactly, but hey, "game design."
And third, our little Corbin Daniel - or as I call him, Lieutenant Dan (a la Forrest Gump) - started smiling yesterday.
Couldn't you just eat little smiling babies up?!? Squeeeee!!
As confirmation that I really, reeeeeally need to get off this computer, Coby just came into the room looking like this:
Now that he's finished terrorizing the fish, he's moved on (inexplicably) to an underwear mask and a pair of scissors. They're the child-safe kind, of course, but the bigger question is: is anything safe from the child?
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