Since having my precious little red-headed Hunter Grunter, I have found myself saying things I never thought I would ever say.
Saturday, my parents got my child his first tattoo. At the Tulsa Home and Garden Show (or as my Mom calls it, The Tulsa Homeless Garden Show) nonetheless. Why Grandma Mac thought it would be fun for him to get a tattoo, I dunno.....but either way he got one on his hand, then proceeded to peel part of it off and eat it. uh huh. eat it. Do you know how hard it is to scrub one of those things off?! Thanks Mom!!!!
Sunday, my most cuddly adorable precious little man hit me over the temple with my pink rolling pin. It wasn't on purpose, but the huge goose egg is causing people to look at me funny. I'm really gonna have to get child locks for the kitchen drawers. I'm not even gonna mention who thought it was kinda funny that I got beaned in the head.......just wait Daddy. your time will come.
I love being the Momma! (just not getting hit in the head with rolling pins)
On a super-duper happy note: the winner of my stash of chocolate wonderfulness that I cannot consume is...................IMPULSIVE ADDICT!!!!! Send me your contact info so I can send you the good stuff!