Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Philatelate This

Lumpyhead was a huge pain in the ass this morning at the doctor’s office. Getting desperate, I realized I had stickers in my briefcase. Stickers! Yay! Make the whining stop!

Yes, they were 41-cent stickers. I just wanted him to take them. I would have given him five if it meant he would shut the hell up.

They didn’t work.


On the way back from the cafeteria, my colleagues and I saw two pages walking hand-in-hand.

Sheila: Awwww. . . .
Me: Ah, young love.
Andrea: How sweet.
Me: I give it three weeks.
Andrea: Two. Tops.


Lula weighs 17 and a half pounds, Lumpyhead is posting an even 25. We're accepting wagers for when she passes him up.

[correction: Bump says Lula is 17 lbs, 12 oz. He was present at the weighing; I was chasing Crankypants McWhinersteen.]


Alison said...

Moe was 18 pounds at six months. Worst damn part was carrying him around in that car seat for another six months at that size.

tammy said...

I don't think she'll pass him. Once she starts getting around, she'll slow down.

Also, my SIL has you both beat. Her 18 month old is 35 lbs. I think he'd be more, if he hadn't been put on a diet.

Michele said...

My kids suck at the dcotors office too. I can only do so many tricks with tongue depressors and the ear/nose light thingy until they start wrecking the place. What the hell always takes so long?

Em said...

Next time I send you some snail mail I will include some stickers, you know, the cheap kind.

I have been there. I feel your pain. 41 cents would have been a bargain if only it had worked!