Random Thoughts Tuesday

I have verbal diarrhea so watch out as things may...just......spurt out.

Ew.

Speaking of poop soup, how is it physically possible for Studley to crap 7-8 times while taking him for a walk? Some humans go once a day....even once every few days but Studley the dog is "special" and can release himself many times in a matter of minutes.

I know that you are probably picturing Momma picking up 7-8 poops and walking home with a garbage bag full. Pretty funny isnt it?

It was very funny when I told middle child to stop scratching his bum yesterday. I giggled about it for hours after because I say things that I never thought would come out of my mouth.

Both boys said the "a" word today. I have no idea how to discipline for this. They know it is a bad word but are they saying it to get attention? Do I ignore it? Help. Please.

While getting Rowdy fitted for a suit last week, Princess decided to pull every single dress coat off of their hangers and then throw them on the floor. She also swiped every single nicely folded dress shirt off of a display table. It was so much fun cleaning up her mess while Rowdy was whining about his socks being too tight around his toes and everyone else stood there and watched. Fun times. I recommend it to everyone. I think this week I will take her to the store with fine china and crystal.

I enjoy laughing and should do it more often. I especially enjoyed laughing after Studley tooted and scared himself. There is nothing funnier than seeing your old dog jump after flatulating.

It was him that tooted. Honest.

Is there a theme to this post?

Living in the same house as a teething 1 year old is comparable to pulling your hair out one strand at a time. I do not enjoy it and look forward to these suckers popping through.

I will be 34 tomorrow. Life is over.