birthday burger

mum and i had a burger bee last night,

cookin' up a play-snack gift for our friend georgia's 3rd birthday the squiggle is intended to be ketchup...

any fries with that?

???

burger? booger?

how do you pronounce the action as ones' son accidentally retrieves a small morsel of ground beef on his food tray by manner of a long strand of sneezed-out mucous?

at supper tonight
in an instant, he transmogrified into a frog-boy, and cheerfully displayed his ensnared snack-prize as it dangled fully two inches from his right nostril.

really.
no, really.

coldest week of the year

sunday-chaotic-ly moved sleeping rooms upstairs

+

monday-kiddies caught a cold

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tuesday-the cold caught me

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wednesday-no hot water+i an thought an appointment was for 9, not 8 (ugh)

+

thursday-minor flood due to wednesday's H2O complication

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friday-still no hot water+edgar barfed me up, twice.

+++++++

is that fridge making a funny noise?

please, fridge, wait till saturday.

one among many

pup's new trick

edgar provides post-prandial entertainment a few evenings past, and entirely delights we four.