So, if you ask my husband, Dove took her very first steps last night.
If you ask me, he propelled her out of his lap, in the direction of the couch, and she had no recourse but to move her feet or fall on her face.
Chris thinks I am stifling our children.
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Here’s the joke that Bea asked for. I think I'm telling it right.
Sometimes, you can tell a lot about a religion not by what they do acknowledge, but by what they don’t:
Jews don’t acknowledge Jesus.
Hindus don’t acknowledge the Pope.
And Baptists don’t acknowledge each other in the liquour store.
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I know I make myself out to be some, like super domestic guru or something (no – this is NOT another joke), but sometimes the things I cook end up tasting like undercooked, tasteless, gluey crap.
Go read about my shortcomings. The story definitely came out better than the food.