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One thing became very apparent after the baby’s birthday party. We have a spoiled rotten baby. She got things I didn’t even know were on the market, everything but the kitchen sink… oh, no, wait, she did get one of those. It’s in her kitchen playset. What the heck are we gonna DO with all this stuff? There is absolutely no place to put it all!
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June 1st, 2009 at 10:52 am
I wish I was still aloud to eat cake however I wanted… When I was 4, I smashed my face into the cake and left an mold of my face in it. Everyone laughed and it tasted great. However, every time I tried it in the following 20 years, I was slapped… and each time the slaps get harder…