Yup, that was us this weekend.
Now, granted I thoroughly enjoyed WHO I was dating this weekend. But seriously, dude, the actual activity left much to be desired.
Driving around Las Vegas, in the dark, with no headlights, trying to FIND functioning headlights.
Indeed, we left our children with a babysitter and spent 3 hours trying to get headlights for the van.
We were not successful.
Apparently, our particiular kind of minivan requires weird lights. And no one had them. We have to take the car to the DEALER to get them fixed. And both of them are out.
DUMB!
So my Saturday night was ROCKIN'. How was your's?
In other news, please observe:
From October 2009 |
The bummer is now I have to vacuum daily.
And you thought I already did that. Silly.
So that was our weekend. Stinky date (but good company) and a creeping baby.
And Spencer has started declaring his bodily functions in the past-tense. "MOM! I POOPED!" does me absolutely no good.
Oh, and as we were heading out of the garage today in the car, Henry said, "Mom, when we get home, don't say, 'Home again home again, jiggity jig.' I'm tired of it."
Well, excuse.me.
Good times.
10 comments:
Wow-I cannot believe Oliver is crawling! He is still so little.
Also, Henry is hilarious. Give them big hugs from us!
Henry has an attitude! LOL I love it
Hey you guys should go on a date to get my green rock! Love to all!
-Dad
I think I say the following at least once a week: "I love Morgan's kids!" Thanks for sharing the fun moments with the boys. Henry is hilarious. I love that he still just tells it how it is. I will always remember the GPS quote! And that kid is crawling already? Whoa. That is exciting. I say walking before month ten!
You make me laugh. Thanks!
Girl, get yourself one of these!!
http://inventorspot.com/articles/get_baby_ready_housework_11326
And not finding headlights=lame, but a few minutes of breathing room... I'll bet that's kinda nice... le sigh .. ;)
I love all of the Hageys. This made me giggle from somewhere in virus-land, which is huge, because virus-land is miserable. In fact I'm tired of it... jiggity jig.
PS-- get a roomba. It won't even mind the boy drool it'll encounter. The trick will be convincing all 3 kids that it is neither toy nor monster.
Well, I'm glad that your "creeping baby" is not actually a "creepy baby"...and isn't funny that kids get such strong opinions about some things? Gee...darn kids.
Good luck with the headlights!
So say "Home again, home again jiggigy JOG!" and see if he notices.
MA
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