My daughter told me she was hungry and wanted a snack. "What would you like?" I asked. "I want that thing...you know that thing...you packed it for me and it looks like a wheel?" "A thing that looks like a wheel? Hmmm...I really don't know," I replied. "Is it an ikea?" She wanted a tortilla. Right? Best malapropism ever.
Today, I cried. In Ikea.
Originally Published on Little Four Eyes Over the past couple of weeks, I’ve grown to love my baby girl’s glasses. They help her, they are a tangible solution to a small problem, and they look so darn cute. I’ve learned to love them so much, that I have stopped thinking about them. I have accepted them. They have become a wonderful, valuable, ...
Do you want to know what happened before I met my Prince Charming?
Then make sure to go to Fifty First (j)Dates and check out Date #23, I'll Take the Meatballs, With a Side of Instability. You just may know the author. You just may know the guy I wrote about. I hope not. Oh, and 2005 JDate guy? I hope you're not reading this! And, if you are... well, thanks for the steak!
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