Quips & Tips, Plus an Announcement
I want to start this post by thanking each and every one of you for taking the time out of your busy lives to share this small slice of my life each week. As I look back on the 100 posts I’ve written over the last year-and-a-half, I can only hope that you’ve enjoyed reading them as much as I’ve enjoyed writing them. From bottlenecks to negotiating tactics, Puppy and Kitten have put my MBA to good use and kept me on my toes in the process!
I have no doubt that their antics will continue as we move forward, but I’m going to take a (semi)brief hiatus from posting in order to help prepare my family for our upcoming out-of-state move and help the girls get acclimated to our new home. I hope to be back at it in the not-too-distant future; please don’t forget to check in every once in awhile, or the easiest way to keep tabs on me is to click “subscribe” on the right hand corner of the screen; enter your e-mail address, and you’ll automatically get an e-mail whenever there is a new post. (Don’t worry, you won’t get any spam or other e-mails, only posts from this blog).
Happy spring to all of you, and for now, I’ll leave you with some of my favorite new quips from Puppy and Kitten. Enjoy!
Puppy: Mom, can we fit an apple into our agenda when we get home?
Puppy (munching on an apple a few minutes later): This apple is exquisite!
Puppy: I don’t play with boys!
Me: What about your friend Squirrel?
Puppy: He’s been hanging out with me so long he’s practically a girl.
Puppy (about a scratch above her eye): If it doesn’t heal it won’t end up good, like how the scar above your eye camouflages in with the rest of your wrinkles.
Kitten (waiting for a playdate): If they don’t come, I’m cancelling my playdate. Literally. I’ve been waiting hours for this day.
Kitten (pointing to fancy dress she’d outgrown): I want to keep this so when I am a teenager I can wear it to a ball and go strutting in my heels.
Me (to Kitten when she stands up and walks away from dinner table): Where are you going?
Kitten: Oh, just to mind my own business.
Me: Kitten, do you want me to show you where we are moving on the map?
Kitten: No thanks, I’d rather it be a surprise.