Jaws Ate My Woobie!
May 3rd, 2007My sister is a mommy. Here’s how I know:
We’re IMing, just chatting along, and she ends our discussion abruptly with these three lines:
“i have to go, we are having a meltdown”
“blankie missing”
“MAN DOWN!!!!!!!!!”
May 3rd, 2007 at 5:54 am
Crisis averted. The blankie was at our house. Papa hopped in the car and drove it over there. Whew!
May 3rd, 2007 at 12:07 pm
Papa is so cool! Only a Papa would drop everything and go to the rescue with a blankie run. The time of the day does not matter.
Grandkids rule! And who they rule is their grandparents (but we do not mind, not one iota).