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Wednesday, January 17, 2007

I Just Had to Share This...

...Overheard as we were walking out of class tonight: "And then my baby took my husband's shoes and threw them in the toilet."

I love this kid already.

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10 Comments:

Blogger Rev. BigDumbChimp said...

nice.

We don't have kids nor will we, but I always love hearing these types of stories from my friends with kids. Always cracks me up.

January 18, 2007 7:31 AM  
Blogger Kristine said...

I'm trying to imagine how young this "baby" was to lift her husbands shoes.

Of course, I did lots of rotten things as a baby, too.

So I'm told. ;-) I don't remember them!

January 18, 2007 8:48 AM  
Blogger Dan said...

That's one of those phrases that Lewis Black was talking about:

"If it weren't for my horse, I wouldn't have spent that year in college."

January 18, 2007 11:08 AM  
Anonymous janiebelle said...

I wonder if the kid needs a stunt double for his spanking...

Oh wait. Did I type that out loud?

;)

I love kids. They do all the stuff you wish you could get away with.

Running naked through the park springs to mind....

January 18, 2007 11:47 AM  
Blogger Kristine said...

"If it weren't for my horse, I wouldn't have spent that year in college."

*Snigger* Is that like "the cat ate my jumpsuit" kind of deal?

Ah yes, running through the park nekkid. You're going to love this--when I was a little girl and playing outside I used to just whip off my sundress all the time, in front of my friends, my mom, whoever. I didn't even think anything of it at the time.

When I went to the Rainbow Gathering (in--urk!--1990), I had absolutely no prob skinny-dipping. I thought it the most natural thing in the world.

January 18, 2007 5:05 PM  
Anonymous AlisonM said...

My kids loved running around naked, too, until it was time to clean all the dirt off. They were really good, though. The only problems they gave us was one do-it-yourself haircut under the dining room table, and an experimental mixture of Balmex and mineral oil on themselves, the carpet, and the furniture.

January 18, 2007 5:10 PM  
Blogger Rev. Barking Nonsequitor said...

So what is more destructive - a small child or a puppy?

January 19, 2007 1:25 PM  
Blogger Kristine said...

and an experimental mixture of Balmex and mineral oil on themselves, the carpet, and the furniture.

As soon as I could wobble to my feet I ran away all the time. I remember that. I wasn't running away, really--I was just curious. And I have nine lives. (And yes, half the time I was nekkid.)

I poured shampoo all over the bathroom tile and went skating. (So I'm told.)

I loved to take off my diaper and shake it. (So I'm told.)

I used to quietly hold my glass out over my high chair tray, wait for people to notice, and then, as they lunged for me, pour out my glass. (SO I'M TOLD.)

What a little brat!

So what is more destructive - a small child or a puppy?

A puppy named Kristine!

January 19, 2007 5:09 PM  
Anonymous alisonm said...

Bad, bad baby Kristine!! Heh.

January 20, 2007 7:35 AM  
Anonymous JanieBelle said...

mmmmmmm... skinny dipping.

I'm going to do that this summer, without fail.

Let's all pick a date and each go the same day all over the country.

Sounds like fun to me!

January 23, 2007 2:32 PM  

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