Nom Nom Nom...

Oh My Goodness, I was looking for catnip toys for my personal Noah's Arc this evening (Yes I can make my own, but why?) and came across these. They're called WildMen and they're made by a very funny Etsian who's shop is called ArtToGo. These are what the WildMen actually look like, incase you can't see them through your giggle tears reading that LoLCat type caption.

This is their description:

This is a toy that's just as entertaining for you, as it is for your cat. I've been making catnip wildmen for my cats (I currently live with four) for many years. I make them from the most obnoxious and colorful polar fleece prints I can find. Bug, (that's him, doing a great job of demonstrating don't you think?) has never managed to tear one of these open. Oh, he chews and licks them, and they end up damp with kitty spit, BUT still intact. It's amazing! That polar fleece is mighty tough. I'm not going to guarantee that your kitty won't tear it apart, but Bug is a big ole moose, and if he can't tear it apart, it's not likely that your cat will. This toy is stuffed with catnip, and nothing else. I purchase the catnip, as I've tried to grow my own many times, but every year some creature(s) rolls all over my plants until they die (the plants, not the creatures.) These catnip wildmen are about 9” long, because Bug is a big kitty, and needs a big kitty toy. Postage is $1.50 for one, and $2 for two. Convo me with your color choice (black, purple, or multi) or, I'll pick one for you.

The description alone gave me the giggles. I don't know if it's lack of sleep, lack of brains, or total lack of control, but it just struck me funny. You know what happens when I think somethings funny? Well, yes, I have had three kids and my bladder isn't necessarily what it used to be, but that's not what I meant. Can't I have any privacy around here? I meant, that I share it with all of you. I know one of you out there is madly searching for something like a Wildman for you kitty love and I have delivered! Saved the day again no doubt.

Just incase you're not searching for a Wildman specifically, ArtToGo also creates pieces such as:

Vintage Crazy Quilt Hearts (You know I lurve me some shabby and vintage!)

And these gorgeous crazy colour scarves (I lurve me some wild colours!)

You can also catch her products here, at her personal website:

www.ashlingdesigns.com

I've been thinking I'll change my name... perhaps to something that reflects my habit of devoting posts to other Etsy shops, organizations, and, basically anything that isn't hair clippies. Or, maybe I could mind my own business are worry about my own craft... but, what fun would that be?!

The Giggles...

... This gives me. Anyone with a cat will appreciate this. This is my wordless post of the day, although it's not exactly wordless at all... oh well. Thanks for sharing Wendy!

Mom and Me Expo 2008 - Grimsby, On

... I lurve me some mum2mum sales. Like, a lot. This year I get to be a part of Grimsby's 2008 Mom and Me Expo. It's taking place November 22nd from 10am - 2pm at the Peach King Center on Livingston.

The expo this year has things like this going on:

Featuring children's programming information, fantastic mompreneurs, creative ideas, green ideas, beautiful items to purchase, and an ever popular mom 2 mom sale!

Great event for those that are expecting, have young or school ages children, and anyone who needs to get Christmas gifts. Don't miss this exciting event!

Location: Peach King Centre, 162 Livingston Ave, Grimsby
Cost: Free Entrance

Table cost: $20-$40 Vendors needed (mom 2 mom vendors, mompreneurs and businesses welcome)
Contact: Sarah Sweeney, 905-945-1288
Other: strollers welcome, fully accessible site, giveaways.

Also, on the same day, directly across the street Kiddie Kastle

is having a mom2mom sale and more! Woohoo, a mom-sale-athon, my absolute fav! So those moms who feel like having a mom-a-thon will be all set! It's from 8-10am and the expo is 10-2 so I'm totally stoked that I can shop both! Yay me! Kiddie Kastle's sale benefits OEY (Ontario Early Years Centers) which benefits the kids (LLP lurves her some Kiddie Kastle) so it's for a great cause. They have goings on such as:

We are also hosting a bake sale, penny sale, silent auction, and book sale

Date: November 22, 2008
Time: 8:00am - 12:00pm
Location: Blessed Trinity High School, 145 Livingston Ave., Grimsby
More Info: we would like to invite families to become vendors for tables ($25 for one or two for $40). If anyone is interested in donating items for the bake sale, penny sale, silent auction or book sale this would be appreciated.

Please contact us at 905-309-7641

Like I said, I love things like this, they are way too much fun. Except for the part where I spend 16 hours a day with my clippie making paraphernalia stuck in my hand surrounded by mounds of clippies. So far I have completed 150 of them, I plan to get up to 600, plus I'm going to break out the big guns and do some recycled crayons (not really recycled, they're brand new...)

and glass magnets.

I have have so much fun doing things like this it's probably totally unhealthy! I'll post the link for those who read the blog and are local, they should have it up shortly once they know for sure what vendors they've secured.

In addition I've gotten myself involved in the CatMobile (I do love my pet projects, in both senses of the word!)

I love their concept that no cat should be put to sleep due to lack of a home for it. I practically made that one up myself, but just didn't get it out there. Just saying... So they're having a fundraising bazaar (I'll post the date when I know, or they know, or something...) and I'm donating some handmade catnip knotties

felted bell balls

and catnip crinkle bags.

Somewhere during all this I'll also feed three kids and seven cats... clearly that'll take a backseat though, we all have to have priorities... kidding.

So, if you're going to be in the Grimsby area on November 22nd from 10am - 2pm please stop by and say hi! Just try not to stare at my pants checking to see if I've split these ones (I split a second pair last week, I'll post pictures soon, of me not wearing them, ofcourse) okay? Thanks. The entrance is free and it sounds like it's going to be fab. Plus, if you love pretties, it's almost guaranteed I wont be the only one selling them so the selection will be fantastic!

EtsyKids Snags A Treasury...

Treasuries are a fabulous tool that Etsy uses to allow shops to promote either a certain group, a certain theme, or certain colours or items that're currently for sale by Etsians. EtsyKids snagged a treasury (This is no easy feat!) If you pop over to take a look please leave these folks some comments as it 'bumps' their treasury for more people to see the cuteness, and it helps support handmade and mommy businesses :)

It's A Pig's Nose...

...This is the current conversation taking place between Mr. Pretties and the BLP.


BLP: Daddy, you have animals in you tummy! I hear dem!
Me: What noise are they making?
BLP: Moo, and, umm, I don't know what more sounds dey make, but dey want to come out!
Me: Uh huh...
BLP: I'll hear dem wit my ear again... Yup dey still in der!
Mr. Pretties: Animals?! (he catches on slow...)


Followed by:


BLP: Daddy what's dis? *lifting up her shirt*
Mr.Pretties: Umm.. well... a nipple.
BLP: A nibble?
Mr. Pretties: No, I a niPPle.
BLP: Oh. It wook wike a pig's nose.
Mr. Pretties: Well, it's not. It's a nipple.
BLP: Hmmm... Does Efin hab dem?
Mr. Pretties: Yes he does
BLP: What about Dort Buth? *The cat*
Mr. Pretties: Yep, he does too.
Me: Short Bus has like 8 of them!
BLP: Dey wook dest wike pig noses...
Mr. Pretties: Fine. They're pig noses...


For some reason this conversation struck me as funny. That might be a just me thing... But c'mon, a pig's nose?! Who says that?! I have heard many comparisons, but a pigs nose was not ever one of them...

Lastnight I Had A Dream...

... Those are scary words according to Mr. Pretties. I have some pretty bazaar dreams, but we can talk about them another time. They require their own post.


So I had a dream lastnight that because Garfield and Cheddar are Polydactyl Cats they could open dresser drawers with their 'hands' and had all the drawers opened in my dresser. Silly, eh? Then I woke up a few hours later, looked at my dresser and what do you know? Garfield and Cheddar are opening them with their 'hands'. I am dead serious. I have never seen anything like it in my life. Apparently with their extra digits their able to do things an average cat can't, such as opening doors/drawers/and catching things with one paw. This makes them super intelligent (trust me when I say the last thing we need around here is super intelligent cats) and excellent mousers.


I wanted to take pictures of their 'hands' or 'mitts' but they're not going for that just now, so I'll post this one instead:

Rest assured and they've both been vet checked and their extra digits, or thumbs, cause them no pain, they are just extra mischievous. Seriously, this would only happen to me.

Holy Cutialicious...

...You've heard the saying 'Things that make you go Hmm...' well, this post will be classified as 'Things that make you go OMG-That-Hurts-Me-It's-So-Adorable'.

You all know once every few weeks I try to post about Etsians that both I think are totally fab and that I think you'll probably enjoy, say, alot. So today I'm going to post about Blossom Toys. Blossom Toys makes adorable children's toys that are enjoyed because the colours, patterns, and materials she uses are intriguing to the wee ones. No batteries required, just an imagination and a love for all things adorable. One of my current favorites, that I really think LLP requires is this, the chocolate pink teething jingle elephant:

Can you even stand how cute that is? LOVE it. Here's the shops description:

This little zoo creature is sure to become one of your baby's favorite snugglies. The legs will make great teething surfaces and a small bell in the middle will reward baby with a pleasant jingle when he gives a shake to his new friend.Each animal is individually handcut and sewn giving each creature unique personality. Pattern placement will vary slightly. Please allow 7-10 days for production.Approximately 6" x 4"

Next up from Blossom Toys is the Wise Owl Doodle Cady. Seriously, this is so genius I still haven't figured out how I didn't think of this. Get tired of the crayon box getting ripped and then having to cart around tupperware/baggies/boxes of crayons? Need something for the little guys to do in the car/restaurant/dr's office? Then this is definitely the way to go!

Great idea, clearly. As if the idea weren't great enough, I lurve me some of those funky owls, they're my fav! Here's the shop description:

Keep those wiggly, busy fingers busy doodling when you are on-the-go with this compact crayon and notepad caddy. Fun designer fabric is paired with a solid chocolate colored liner to keep 8 crayons and a 3x5 notebook (both included) neatly contained. Perfect for restaurants, doctor's offices, trains, planes and automobiles.Secured with a coordinating grosgrain ribbon, this caddy rolls into a easily portable 4" x 6" and unrolls to approximately 6" x 11.5".

Lastly, I love this ball. It's the Jingle Bell Cloth Ball. It's an adorable, jingle, colourful ball of sweetness! If my girls were younger I'd be all over this, the colours a splendid, great for the really tinies who can can only recognize bold patterns and it requires a little bit of imagination. I love imaginative toys, they're the best to get those little minds going!

Those are my absolute favorite colours. Honestly, if I bought some I'd buy three in coordinating patterns and put them in a ball for some serious girlie decor. But that's how I roll... Here's the shop description:

Beautiful, modern fabric come together to become a great ball perfect for baby.Toys do not need to be made of plastic and run on batteries to be fun. This ball is made from three coordinating, 100% cotton fabric from Moda's Flirtation collection and stuffed with polyester fill. A bell is carefully placed in the center of each ball producing a very pleasant jingle and rattle when it is shaken, rolled or thrown. At 17 inches around, it is the perfect size for a game of toss and catch. You will have years of fun - my little guy loves to toss the balls across the room and go running after them, and my older son is learning how to catch. Who doesn’t like playing ball?

So that's where I'm at today. I try not to 'plug' too much, but I do think these are items some, if not all, of you can enjoy and now you know about them! What if I hadn't posted this and you were in dire need of a crayon caddy? Let's not even think about it, I've saved you from that fate! Whew!

Keep in mind this is only one of many, many wonderful children's shops that make up EtsyKids, a fab street team who create wonderful handmade, children geared treasures!

I AM A Sucker...

.. Probably the biggest one. Ever.

Remember my recent post about that dastardly (that's right, dastard, we're going to brush up on some good old english) lady and her kijiji ad about her cats? How they'd end up at the SPCA? Good.

Allow me to introduce our new house mates.

Cheddar:

Garfield

*These photos were neither taken at my house nor labelled by me. Just so you know.

So after much debate (mostly on Mr. Pretties part... go figure...) and a week long arguement Cheddar and Garfield arrived at our house a mere hour and a half before they would have been taken to animal control to take their eternal nap (The SPCA was full).

I woke up lastnight to Garfield sleeping on my head. Hey, I'm cool with that, and Cheddar laying on my feet. As long as they're comfortable. The rest of the gang has taken to them as well.

BLP's first thoughts were
'Ralphie?!'
*Turns to next cat*
'Ralphie?! Mom, TWO Ralphies?!'

While LLP was like
'Moomie (Wilma)?!
*Turns Head*
'Moomie?! '
*Turns and looks at Wilma*
'Moomie?!?!'

The look of total confusion on her face was priceless. I love messing with their heads like that. Well, not really, but it was still plenty funny.

For those wondering, we didn't make it in time for the dinner bunnies :( The man phoned and let us know as we were heading out the door, a man bought them for a restaurant. Nice. So if you're dining on rabbit out in Bradford, you just might be munching on one of those sweeties. How sad. Aren't there enough animals to eat without having to add things like bunnies, calfs, sheep, cows.... okay I mostly think everyone should just eat chicken, but that's me.

In addition we almost hit a deer not once, but THREE times lastnight. It was like the twilight zone! We've driven the same road in the evening for the past four years. We do it atleast twice a week. We have NEVER seen A deer. We've seen the signs.

It is rural, there is a 'forest' of sorts, but never a deer to be seen. The lighting on this road is not great, to say the least. So as we're driving along lastnight we notice a car up ahead flash his lights at us. Mr. Pretties automatically assumes it's police doing speed checks, so he slows down. Literally two seconds later I see a ginormous bloody deer RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE WINDSHIELD. It had been looking the other way and blending in with the night and suddenly turned to look at us. Seriously, if I hadn't stopped to go potty before we left the house 10 minutes before, our leather seats would have been paying the price, and because my heated seat was on my rear end would likely be fried too.

O.M.G.

Luckily Mr.Pretties stopped in time and the deer ran, had it not ran we may not even be here today. So that scared the bejeezus out of me. It made me realize I need to cut out the butter because my hardened arteries were not responding kindly to this event.

So we carry on driving, but keeping an eye out. Three minutes later I see another one! So I'm screaming and yelling at Mr. Pretties to stop, this deer is probably 30 feet away but I am so flipping out. This one takes off. We arrive where we're going safe and sound.

Now because we're clearly stupid and needed to stop at Tim Horton's on the way home we took the same way. Yeah. Idiots.

*Nomintation for the dumbest people ever award goes here*

So we're driving, I'm all over deer watch, like what're the odds? But I'm still all over it. About the same spot we were before I see ANOTHER one about 20 feet away staring at us! It took off in plenty of time too, but Mr. Pretties and I are way shook up. We've vowed never to drive that way, never to take drives in rural areas, and possibly to stop driving all together. We're also starting a habitat group to catch deer, cover them in reflective tape, and release them into the wild. I think this is brilliant...

I'm Still Here...

... I told you Mr. Pretties burns up a lot of my time when he's home. I miss you all and will have plenty to blog about soon. Maybe I'll get a few moments to myself tomorrow to do so. Let's hope.

Two more tutus are leaving me, both to good homes. You can check them out since I have nothing exciting for you.

How Cool Is That...

...I just wanted to say hi to my readers from Guam, Australia, Bermuda, Croatia, and South Africa. I think that's so cool that people from so far away stop by to read the blog! When I see they've stopped by and I haven't posted anything new it actually makes me feel bad!

This is not to say if you're not from a different country you're not cool and I don't appreciate you, I totally do. I love all my readers. With the exception of readers with rude comments, yeah, don't love you so much. It's just exciting that countries that I have no experience with can relate to things I'm writing about. With the exception of Bermuda, my family is from Bermuda and I'm fairly well versed in that subject.

So, if you're stopping by from one of these places please leave a comment letting us know a bit about you, since you know so much about us! (I mean the pretties, I haven't yet started referring to myself as 'us'. Yet.)

This is also to let you know Mr. Pretties is on vacay this week. I know, what the heck, eh?! This means I will not have nearly as much time to blog. The blog may become stale this week because Mr. Pretties doesn't understand the importance of daily/multi daily blogging. I'll try to do as much as I can though. No doubt I'll have something complainy to post about with the vacay situation going about!

You Know What I Hate...

... people who list their cats on Kijiji and then follow up their free ad with 'And if no one takes them I guess I'll be hauling them off to the SPCA...'

Seriously.

I. Hate. You.

Do you know what happens when I read things like that? It activates that little voice in my head. I then have to have the follow discussion. With myself. Look, if you want to know why I talk to myself go read the 'insane' post. Thanks. My conversation with, well, myself goes like this:

LV (Little Voice): Mama noooo! Not the SPCA! Jenn, you can not, I repeat CANNOT let those precious little balls of love go to the SPCA, you know what happens there!
Jenn: Yes LV, I know what happens there! But are you aware that we already have too many cats? And that Mr. Pretties is threatening to move out if we obtain anymore?
LV: And your point is?
Jenn: No point, just saying. Hmm... I wonder if they'd rather me buy them chicken or fish...

MmmHmm. Do these people understand how much trouble they cause me?! Do they know how much flack I take from Mr. Pretties because it is my job single handedly to ensure no felines of my knowledge end up at the SPCA?

I think not.

Now I have a lady wanting to drop me off two orange cats... Yes, orange. Again.

To those people who use the SPCA threat, I have three words for you:




Enough said.

Simple Woman's Day Book...

...We're going to try something different today. It's from this website. Apparently I'm supposed to do this on Monday, so, we'll pretend that it's Monday, okay? And then I'll do it again Monday. Sounds good.

Here we go.

Outside My Window...It's gray and the leaves are changing
I am thinking... LBP, please, please take a nap today
I am thankful for... My children, my cats, french vanilla mix and apple cider mix, and sometimes Mr. Pretties. I guess.
From the kitchen... I know there is a mess waiting for me, doh! And I have to clean it up inorder to make my bread and cookies. Crap.
I am wearing...my new comfy beige shirt and jeans that are still a wee ( By wee, I pretty much mean alot...yeah...) bit too tight from LBP's arrival. I have the plumbers crack thing going on, which I hate...
I am creating... More tutus. More and more and more. I've had to turn orders away which is also creating a headache.
I am going... To take a nap, provided everyone else cooperates then bake bread (with no bread machine folks!) and oatmeal cookies. Yay me.
I am reading... Nothing right this minute. I finished a cheapy love story lastnight, I'll start a new one at nap time this afternoon.
I am hoping... That I'll check the mail tomorrow and there'll be a letter from some long lost relative who left me a small (Or big, I'm totally okay with big too) fortune as well as their 100 year old victorian house.
I am hearing... LBP and LLP goofing around in their room when they should be napping.
Around the house... There are cats. Too many cats. I am constantly tripping over/stepping on/kicking one of them. All. The. Time. Ugh
One of my favorite things... Those long sleeved V-neck shirts from American Eagle, they're softest things ever and so comfy like.

A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week:

*Finish my tutus in time for Halloween

*Finish BLPs Halloween costume

*Visit the bird aviary

*Attend a pumpkin carving party

*Obtain a pumpkin for said party

*Pick up dinner bunnies (as pets)

*Have company for dinner Sunday (not serving bunny, FYI)

Here is picture thought I am sharing

(I'll share two because they made me laugh. Again, complete with tears):

Meet Dinner...

Could you eat this face?

Me either.

Thus, Mr. Pretties and I have to take a 1.5 hour drive to pick them up. At $20 a piece (There are only 5...)

I am such a freakin' sucker it's unbeliveable. I'd love to spend the day as someone who doesn't care about things like this. I'd love to just go 'Oh well, too far away'. But no. The sucker lobe of my brain says 'Save the bunnies, they're too cute to be dinner!'

Good grief... I'll let you know how this goes. If anyone would like an adorable pet bunny that's not for consumption please let me know.

And, as one might assume, Mr. Pretties is not so impressed by this turn of events... But atleast he's being a good sport about it... Sort of.

Farewell Sweet Pretties...

...Two more cuties are on their way home now.

I called them 'Miss Kitty'

and 'Witchypoo' They'll be spending their days with two little girls who'll prance around thir house feeling all cute like in their new tutus! Yay!

*I'll seriously get my act together and come up with a real post. Soon. Hopefully...

Another Sweetie's Heading Off...

... To her new home

BLP was majorly po'd that I wouldn't let her keep it. Even more po'd was she that she had a perfectly good store bought costume in the closet that she picked out last week. She does not want that costume, she wants to be a princess with a tutu. Didn't I know that we just bought the princess costume to beautify the closet?! What is wrong with me?!

I digress... I will now be spending this week assembling a new and much improved princess tutu for Halloween. I told Mr. Pretties she wouldn't roll with a costume from the store... But, what do I know?

The Goblin Did It...

... You know the small spoons you get with your silver (or metal, just saying) ware? Those are my fav. I do not use the larger spoons. They are simply too big and too clumsy. I refuse to eat with them. I use my small spoons to eat soup, make a cup of tea, eat my cereal, etc... you know, your average everyday spoon jobs. I am now down to one small spoon. Did you hear that? ONE. I am almost positive I purchased TWO sets of the same silver (metal) ware from Ikea, meaning, in a perfect world there should in fact be eight small spoons. Where are the other seven? The BLP takes a spoon to preschool for her snack, but, I have purchased special colour coordinated spoons that match her containers in an effort towards small-spoon-loss-prevention. Mr. Pretties claims he doesn't use them and does not take them in his lunch. I know the latter to be true because I make his lunch and make absolute sure he doesn't take a small spoon or fork (I also lurve me some small forks, but this thread is about spoons mmkay?).

So. Where the flip do they go?! I made myself some soup just now for my 11pm dinner and I had to dig in the drawer for 10 minutes just to come up with one freaking small spoon. This is not acceptable. I want to know who is taking my spoons and where they're going with them!

I asked BLP if she knew where they might be. You know what she told me? Goblins. Ah, yes. Ofcourse. Why on earth didn't I come to that conclusion myself?! It's so obvious that the goblins are doing some B&E while we're sleeping and slumping off with my small spoons. It explains why it's the smalls and not the bigs. The bigs would clearly be too big for the goblins to haul off. Sometimes, you just need a three year old to point out the obvious things in life...

Camera Repair 101...

... What should you do when your cheap piece of crap camera dies the day before a planned farm extravaganza, and you're on the verge of cancelling all future outings until a suitable replacement can be found?

That's easy.

1. Clearly you should try turning it on and off several hundred times. You want to be absolutely sure it is dead and not just taking a rest. Once you confirm that it is 100% not going to work you can proceed to step two.

2. Taking the camera in your preferred hand, walk with it into the kitchen/bathroom/bar - basically anywhere you have a counter or hard tile floor. Now, you have to be very precise about this process. Carefully lift the offending camera in your hand and bash it full force on the counter/floor repeatedly. It helps if you use your angry voice and yell 'Why aren't you working you piece of s**t?! Why! Why! Why!'

Once you've done this, try turning it back on. You may be presently surprised to find that it now works perfectly fine. I know mine did...

And Sometimes There Are Words...

... To decribe being a parent.

Pure Sweetness.

I'm trying to bleach my house (I like to bleach my house, it makes me happy and feel all clean and productive. I also love the smell of bleach. Mmm.... Mr. Pretties hates this habit) but as anyone with kids knows, as soon as I'm cleaning one room another room is being ripped apart. Kind of a lost cause really. So while BLP and LLP are sabotaging my living room LBP is in my room wailing away. He doesn't like not having my complete undivided attention for more than 30 seconds at a time. He gets pretty peeved about this.

So in an attempt to stop the sabotaging and the wailing I asked BLP to keep LBP on her bed and just talking to him. He's happy as long as he has someone's 100% attention. BLP loves playing with him so we were good to go.

As I'm cleaning the bathroom I hear BLP 'LBP, you want hear stowie? Okway, you just way wight daiw. Okay. Dis a sewcle, dis a skare, dis a ty-angle, dis an obal - wike an egg. Dis wellow, dis wed, dis owange, dis pewple...' while laying beside him showing him the pictures. I'm not sure whether it was this picture of adorableness or the bleach that was making my eyes water, but I'm going to go with the adorableness. It kind of makes up for the times when they do 500 horrific things and a row making me want to run away from home.

The only annoyance I have now is that Mr. Pretties has still not retrieved my camera from wherever god-for-saken place he put it, thus, I could not capture this rare moment of good behaviour for future cherishing. This alone is almost unforgiveable. That, and the other moms on babycenter think I'm 32. Not. Even. Close. Ouch... I told Mr. Pretties I was starting to age unkindly... Oil of Olay and Botox here I come...

You Know You're Losing It When...

... I have decided I am officially losing it. My marbles are gone, the lights are out and nobody is home. Not kidding. Here are some signs that I have indeed lost it and should be waiting for the men in the white coats to arrive anytime now...

* Dream about reading email replies you haven't gotten. Then be unsure the next morning whether or not that was a real email and if you should respond or not...

*Spend the day asking Mr. Pretties 'Did I already ask you...' and having him answer yes about 90% of the time.

*Following up the above question with 'I know I already asked you this, and you anwered me, but I don't remember what the answer was...'

*Asking questions like 'If the moons really bright at night, does that mean it's a nice sunny cloud free day on the other side of the world?' (Mr. Pretties likes to answer these questions with a look of disbelief...)

*Being easily convinced that the new orange cat that keeps showing up on the porch is Ralphie reincarnated. Then hold said cat on lap while sobbing tears of sheer joy. I so wish I was kidding.

*Asking Mr. Pretties if he ever dreams in black and white. Ask this because you just had a dream the night before in black and white, taking place in the 60's and his mom was there...

*Realize Little Boy Person has pooped out his diaper and filled the entire leg of his sleeper. Start laughing hysterically, so hysterically in fact that you have tears streaming down your face. Then proceed to carry him back and forth between the bedroom and the bathroom trying how best to tackle this situation.

It's getting a little bit scary actually. Don't you lose a certain amount of brain cells with each child you have? Thank god we're done, I don't think I can stand to lose anymore and still function safely... Hopefully in a few months my sanity will come back to me.

*Where am I going and why am I in this hand basket?!*

Totally Cracks Me Up...

... This video about Fainting Goats totally cracks me, like I'm talking tears streaming down my face laughter. Seriously. It seems kind of mean, I mean, poor goats, but it's still funny. To me.