Note to self.

As I was looking at Eran's fish tank from across the room, I thought to myself,

"I wonder what it would feel like to have 2 of your legs s.l.o.w.l.y. nibbled off one by one by a shrimp?"

And I wondered why, if my legs were all nibbled off, why wouldn't they start to grow back too??

Disturbing, I know.

So, I pondered on that for a moment....

uhhh....

Maybe I don't want to know what it would feel like.

Actually, i'm pretty sure I don't.

After I snapped out of that morbid train of thought,

I remembered that I had left my 3rd offspring in the kitchen.

with a cup full of pudding!!

one word.

HOLY MESS!!

ok, thats two words.

whatever.

But who could get mad at that face?!

COME ON!

So, that one will be going down in my "note to self" book.

Note to self:

boy will manage to eat every bit of pudding, with, or without your help.

Note to self:

This chocolate pudding is way cheaper than buying the cups of pudding.


Note to self:

Giving roman noodles to an infant to play with instead of a toy,

could just possibly lead to childhood obesity.

Note to self:

When planting this spring,

keep out of reach of little curious fingers.



Note to self:

Cut back on the pink crocks.

Seriously.


Actually: cut back on shoes. period.

Note to self:

Sheet rock is messy. REALLY messy.

And Eran and I will have one huge mess to clean up when we are done with that basement.

(p.s. no one is allowed into our home until every last bit of sheet rock dust is GONE!)

Note to self:

take time each day to love on these little piggies.

(because I took part in creating those 40 little toes!!! )

along with this man.

Note to self:

don't waste anymore time pondering about starfish being eaten alive.

Its disturbing. I know.