Economic Baby!

I'm impressed! Even with cloth diapering, our water bill has gone WAY down since we've had Hank!

It probably ("blobady," in Clark-speak) helps that I rinse off the dishes, wash the table, mop the floors and shower myself in her drool. If only I could find a way to hook up the washing machine to her!!

She's such a sweetheart, she told me she wants to swing by the Drool Bank tomorrow and make a donation in case anyone needs a Drool Infusion. I didn't want to burst her drool-bubble, so I collected some, thanked her and told her she could very well save a life someday.

C is for Clarkie

Cuddly

Contemplative

Clamorous

Cantankerous

Okay... so he's not really Cantankerous Clark in that photo...

He lost his toy. If your little boy lost an itty bitty highly lose-able, hard-to-find toy and came up to tell you all about the terribleness of it looking like this, wouldn't you stop whatever you were doing and find it? And then smooch every inch of his gorgeous little face? Lello???

Notice

Ice cream is hereby banished from our household. So is anything that sounds like ice cream, including but not limited to "I scream." Anyone partaking in any of these activities shall be banished from my presence.

I should note as well that frozen yogurt is not banished and is an acceptable substitute for flowers in the event that you eat ice cream and want to be un-banished from my presence.

You should note, that if you are under 3 years old, you don't have a job or a trike and therefore cannot go pick me up some fro-yo. You should really try very hard not to get banished. But in the event you do, your smile melts me to my very core and could likely melt all the ice cream and turn it into custard, getting you off on a technicality.