Ballerina, do not lick my floor.
September 30th, 2005
How are you? I am fine. Today I said some things.
All I see is bum-bum going around like a clock.
No going in the hard room! Stay in the soft room!
Having a baby is a lot like poopie sticks.
Licking the floor is not a ballet move.
Nobody looked at me funny. Nobody looked at me.
But I am OK!
The dog is not OK. He threw up!
I cleaned it up. It was OK!
I am going to the soft room now.
Goodbye.
Entry Filed under: Uncategorized, Because I said so. (Parenting), Time-out. (General insanity)
6 Comments
1. John M. | September 30th, 2005 at 10:31 pm
In need of a little adult time?
2. Chopin Gal | October 1st, 2005 at 8:49 am
Are you losing it, or is this SophieSpeak?!!
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3. bitemycookie | October 1st, 2005 at 11:01 am
i’ve always used the term shit sandwich. or dick sando for variation. but poopie stick will fit right in. tell management you need a few days off.
4. Spot the Wonder Dog | October 1st, 2005 at 11:32 am
Wow, this post raises a lot of questions.
What is bum bum?
Hard room/soft room I’m assuming are Kitchen/ Living room.
By “Having a baby” did you mean possessing, or birthing?
If the floor being licked was the kitchen floor, I’d probably go insane, too.
Did the dog throw up before or after he saw the floor being licked?
By “it was OK”, did you mean the act of cleaning up the dog vomit was ok, or that you forgave the dog?
In the second instance of “soft room”, are we still talking about the Living room, or are we talking more of a ‘padded cell’ kind of soft room?
5. R J Keefe | October 2nd, 2005 at 8:31 am
We all need the soft room. I think.
6. Michael | October 3rd, 2005 at 9:38 pm
These dogs must be tapping into your reserves on forgiveness by now. Perhaps you should consider building them a home outside. Or finding them a foster home. Or feeding them healthier food…
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