Thursday, May 14, 2009

Beverly Hills

There is this scenario that plays out in my mind.

I am walking through the grocery store when I run into Rob Patterson. After much ignoring on my part, he approaches me and says, "Don't you know who I am?".

And me, being the witty person I am, says, "Oh, I'm sorry, was I supposed to be star stuck?"

And he instantly falls madly in love with me. EVEN THOUGH I have a cart full of diapers and formula, and wrinkly flabby new mom skin.


I can dream, can't I?

So I am burping Charlotte last night, and Beeps comes over, and asks Charlotte if she is going to puke on me.

Charlotte picks just then to let out a hellacious burp.

"No," I say. "She is just going to burp. Like a lady. No spitting up going on here."

And I go back to watching my show, but Bekah is still intently fixed on her sister. And then I hear her whispering.

"Puke on mom, Charlie. Puke on mom."

Everyone is against me!

No comments:

Post a Comment

Please leave a comment if you stopped by! We love to hear from you.