my daughter is picky eater. like picky, picky. i have no idea where she get this. her father and i will eat literally almost anything. we keep a house full of pretty healthy options. yet the girl wants to eat nothing but cereal, granola bars and cheese. i make these yummy smoothies in the morning with yogurt and fruit and other yum yums to sneak some good stuff into her life... all this to say, i've made the smoothie and i'm doing a few things around the house and i hear something that sounds suspiciously like spitting. but i choose to ignore it. my precious baby angel would never
fast forward like thirty minutes. i'm in the "potty" and just as i get up to flush, our sweet new kitten mosby head dives in. uh yea, into, well, yeah - pee. and because he's a cat he of course then rockets right out. covered in pee water. just at that moment nuggie drops her cup of cheerios (b/c the whole freakin' family joins mommy when she has to pee). and i push her out screaming "yuck, yuck, yuck" and trap the pee-water soaked mosby in the bathroom. so there it was... a bathroom with a filthy little critter running around in it tracking pee water onto EVERY surface. including a cup of cheerios that have now scattered all over the floor. needless to say, mosby got his first bath and the whole room got doused with bleach.
i'll stop here. there were several other fun little adventures today. things involving cat poop and nuggie peeing on the carpet... but we've got more how i met your mother to watch... season six - OLE!