| | Don't you hate blog entries with cutesy alliterative titles?? I just couldn't help myself. It was begging -- BEGGING, I tell you!! -- to be written.
This morning, as I was getting Shiloh out of his car seat, I noticed him chewing on something. "Shiloh, what are you eating??" I asked warily, given his amazing poaching abilities (and who knows what toxic thing he could have swiped from the backseat of our car...). He paused mid-chomp, smiled brilliantly at me, and answered happily: "Booguh!!" I will leave the translation to you. 
We were eating dinner a few days ago, when DH decided he'd rather steal Micah's ketchup than get his own (because as we all know, it doesn't count as eating salt-laden junk food if it's not on your own dish) (does the FDA still categorize ketchup as a vegetable?). Micah, righteously indignant, yanked his plate away and scolded his pops: "You swooped in just like a bird and took my ketchup!" Where does he get this stuff?? We don't talk like this at home, I swear!!
En route to Hawaii, my sandals finally bit the dust (they were seven years old -- I guess it's been a good run), so I made an emergency Macy's stop and bought these cute wedges:
(I enlarged the picture so you could see the detail of the beautiful sparkly jewel-y flower. You're welcome.)
Micah watched me put them on this morning, and said, "Mommy, I really like those sandals!" "Oh yeah, bud?" "Yes, I like them better than your other sandals* because these ones have flowers." I started thinking, Wow, my kiddo's quite the metrosexual -- and then he continued. "I'd like them even better if they had Spiderman or Superman on them." Never mind; take Micah off Mommy's Potential Personal Shopper list.
* Although I can't fault his taste; here are the offending sandals:  Definitely not as cute.
And I would like to state publicly that I am a perfect size 6... in shoes.
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| | Posted 6/18/2009 2:25 AM - 43 Views - 4 eProps - 2 comments
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