last night was the end of the year party for the MOMS club and it was a total blast. i didn't leave until after 11:30! that's pretty shocking for me, and i don't think i was yawning the whole time either. among other things, the festivities included awards for silly things like 'best dressed', 'best housekeeper', 'most organized' (obviously not me!), 'handiest', 'best cook', etc that are decided among the members by nomination. well, i won 'funniest'. it was a tie between kate and i and we each were awarded with a super cool headband with glow in the dark, bobbly hearts and metallic tassles on it, a pretend microphone, and a rubber chicken that we apparently had to share... neither of us went home with it. i didn't know i was that funny! go figure.
so i sat micah at the table today to eat his lunch. he had a plate of food, a fork to eat it with, he was buckled into his seat, and had shoes on his feet. i left the room and came back to find him out of his chair, done with his food, and this scene: want a closer look? i know you do… yes, that’s a fork IN the shoe. have i mentioned he’s a total houdini? the straps are still buckled and it’s impossible to get them tight enough to keep him in. but i’m loving that he left a shoe behind. it’s so cinderella. i’m kind of thinking at this point that i should maybe look inside the shoe, just to be sure he didn’t stash any of his lunch in there. i’ve said it before, i never claimed to have normal kids. at least he ate…
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