Me "Why are there muddy, size 13 footprints on the carpet?"
The husband "Probably because my shoes were muddy."
Me "Weeelll ... do you think you should take the muddy shoes off?"
The husband, baffled "Why? They're clean now"
The husband, taking off his (still very muddy) shoes and showing them to me soles up to prove it without looking at them himself "See? Clean!"
Me "!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The husband, looks at his shoes "Oh"
Oh, indeed.
And yet he somehow remains impervious to my death-stare. Even my new-improved pregnancy-hormone assisted death-stare.
Go figure.
7 comments:
oh he's good. really good. shoe related evil stuff two days in a row. something's brewing I tell you.
Hmmmmmm wonder if he can make it three in a row??
I sincerely hope not, but I imagine so with very little effort.
a story of two peanut shells . . . once upon a time . . . oh stuff it, lets do it the direct way!
We happen to have acquired another peanut shell, identical style to Amelia's one, but a different pattern (very funky floral/chocolate brown reversible), but it is a size small - I originally got it to use as a spare, as it is Amelia's fave place almost, but the packing was wrong - I bought a large and received a small. Can't get refund as I washed it to remove starchy stuff before using it once. Would you like it for you know whose comfort? It won't fit Alan, but then one that fits him won't fit you, so he needs his own one! If not the jolly wee thing will go back on Trade Me from whence it came. It is as new, minus the stiffening stuff.
p.s. whats happening in shoeland today?
Yes Puh-leeeeeeeaaaasseeee!!!!!!
:-) :-) :-) :-)
I had a peanut shell on my list because Grannie told me it's been hugely useful for the kidlet, and I imagine I'll end up using one plenty.
We went to Gizzy for the weekend ... post to follow. The plan was to go out for family dinner, which we did, except the restaurant did NOT fit in with No.9's specific time table for eating and I therefore ended up getting far too up close and personal with the restuarant bathroom. He/she does love to fly though, and bizzarely, seemed to think that the hairy flight into Gizzy was fabulous and slept through. Bless.
oh groovy. apparently according to the package, you will be able to use it until the beast is 36kg . . . . MWAH HAHAHHHAAAAHA HA. you will need to get one for Al as well, if you are going to that extreme.
i was rocking our nearly 10kg beast to sleep in my arms last night, and my back really hurt.
36kgs, *weeps a little* . . .
glad the lovely thing is going to a good home!
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