I ate it yesterday... I'm not talking cookie dough! I'm talking pavement! It's raining and I'm walking along in my husband's worn out Rainbows (flip flops) and I slipped and landed on my ankle. I just sat there like an idiot thinking... "I can't believe I fell!" My mom was over and of course I was instantly a big baby. I was brimming with childhood satisfaction when I showed "my mommy" the bloody scrape on my wrist. It was like proof that I was really hurt.
The instant Hot Hubby gets home from work...
Daddy is much more fun than mommy. He can do all sorts of sound effects!