Little Man: "Mommy, can we glue this feather to the front door?"
Me: "Um, why do you want to do that?"
Little Man: "So everyone would know we have a feather!"
I'm not gluing a synthetic blue feather to my front door. So everyone....WE HAVE A FEATHER. Just so you know.
Little Man was digging through the diaper bag and happened to find a *ahem* feminine product that I'd stashed in the deepest pocket. Holding it up, he yelled across the house, "Mommy, what do you use this for?!?"
I'm not going to have that discussion with my four old son. Just...no.
It's officially winter here. We had our first snow and bought our first snowblower. Personally, I think a shovel works just as well and is a lot cheaper
|Little Man loved shoveling even though he basically just moved it in front of the garage door.|
I'd forgotten how two year olds throw marathon tantrums. An hour of screaming over the fact that I gave you the blue cup instead of the red one is really pretty ridiculous and it earns you a timeout in your bed. Not that I'm talking about any one of my children in particular, of course. Especially, the two year old.
Princess: "Look at those huge ice cubes hanging outside!"
If you don't read the MommyShorts blog or follow her on Instagram, you're missing out on some hilarious stuff. To up the ante on the hilarity, her two year old now is gramming as well.