Guys. Since I last posted, I've slept (fitfully) on the living room floor for three nights, done a semi-major overhaul of our bedroom—including refinishing an entire inherited bedroom suite—that has thrown the dogs into a panic because They Don't Like Change, and agreed to meet with a major marketing firm for a Nintendo/American Heart Association campaign, all while wrangling a toddler who has of late begun referring to me as "Stinky Pete."
I am so. tired. More soon.
Stinky Pete, you sound a little busy. Take as much time as you need. We'll be here waiting for you.
sooo you're going to post pictures of said refinished furniture right?
dude, at least you're getting a ton of stuff done. which is awesome.
I think I might pick stinky pete over punky head! Thanks to Uncle Kyle for teaching him the word Punk. Although when he says it in his wee sweet voice "Nana you're a punky head", I really think in his mind it's a term of endearment!
I thought I had ownership of Stinky Pete with my foot odor and all. Glad to hear someone else is in the club.
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