If I ever build a house...
Feb. 22nd, 2008 10:04 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sethrakWant. ::grabby hands:: Possibly with darker stained wood.
http://gizmodo.com/358636/stairs-bookcase-actually-makes-me-want-to-move-to-london
Zodling's asleep, and soon so shall I be. I need a break.
Why? All three of Zodling's pacifiers have been AWOL the last two days, despite much rummaging through the house on my part and Dav's in quest of them. (It seemed to bother us more than him; I simply couldn't accept that all three had been stolen by goblins or kitsune.)
This morning, I see Mark-chan fishing inside a brown suede-ish boot of Dav's next to the playpen. I figure he'd dropped a lego or something inside by accident.
Nope. Out comes a fistful of pacifier. I, being on the far side of the room, have no hope in heaven of grabbing it from his fingers so I can wash it before he stuffs it in his mouth, but I try anyway. Failed, obviously.
Clearly the little goof has inherited Mommy's hoarding tendencies. ::glances up in general direction of her not-so-secretly-hidden boxes of Samoas....:: But at least I don't hide edible items inside shoes or other unsavory places! >_<
I may break into my stash of caffeine-free Dr. Pepper today. ::shakes fist at the bottling company that foolishly does not sell them in VA::
http://gizmodo.com/358636/stairs-bookcase-actually-makes-me-want-to-move-to-london
Zodling's asleep, and soon so shall I be. I need a break.
Why? All three of Zodling's pacifiers have been AWOL the last two days, despite much rummaging through the house on my part and Dav's in quest of them. (It seemed to bother us more than him; I simply couldn't accept that all three had been stolen by goblins or kitsune.)
This morning, I see Mark-chan fishing inside a brown suede-ish boot of Dav's next to the playpen. I figure he'd dropped a lego or something inside by accident.
Nope. Out comes a fistful of pacifier. I, being on the far side of the room, have no hope in heaven of grabbing it from his fingers so I can wash it before he stuffs it in his mouth, but I try anyway. Failed, obviously.
Clearly the little goof has inherited Mommy's hoarding tendencies. ::glances up in general direction of her not-so-secretly-hidden boxes of Samoas....:: But at least I don't hide edible items inside shoes or other unsavory places! >_<
I may break into my stash of caffeine-free Dr. Pepper today. ::shakes fist at the bottling company that foolishly does not sell them in VA::
