Who needs an epidemiologist?

Here's the story of me - a well-educated (but broke) woman trying to raise two wee boys, a husband, be Martha Stewart, Ty Pennington, and Rachel Ray all rolled into one, while desparately seeking a career in epidemiology (which is NOT the study of the skin).

Wednesday, February 14, 2007


I ran errands with both dudes today. If you had been following closely behind us, here's what you would've heard throughout the trip. Let me also preface this with the fact that Jon Thomas is obsessed with animals of all sorts.

-Jon Thomas, mommy needs you to be a three toed sloth that walks on two legs in WalMart, not all four.
-Jon Thomas, I need you to be a tyrannosaurus rex that doesn't taste the broccoli that we aren't going to buy.
-Jon Thomas, I absolutely forbid you to be a boa constrictor during our errands today.


  • At 4:19 PM, Blogger Bridget said…

    Don't you just love animal planet?

  • At 5:47 AM, Blogger mk said…

    Daniel is always acting like a puppy. He walks around with his butt up in the air b/c he's walking on his hands and feet. Oh well, at least he's not wearing out the knees of his pants.

  • At 12:15 PM, Blogger Mother of the Year said…

    No kidding, because we only have three pairs of pants that actually have knees in them still!

  • At 3:00 PM, Blogger Amber said…

    you kill me!!!!!!!!


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