Thursday, September 20, 2007

So Far Today

I have helped assemble, cook and eat 20 imaginary crabby patties with vegetables and ketchup and I've had to hold the end of an imaginary measuring tape so that the Big Kid could measure "some stuffs". Tucking the end of the imaginary measuring tape under my leg doesn't work either, I have to physically hold it while he measures. He also keeps telling me his imaginary measurements, maybe I'm supposed to be writing those down or something? I don't know.

And Mr. Ashley wonders how I don't get anything done...

5 comments:

Jennifer said...

You are lucky, my little one has been tormenting cats while I cleaned toilets. I'd much rather have krabby patties!

Debbie said...

I think it's high time for Mr. Ashley to take a week off and walk 100 miles in your shoes. Don't give him your cute new shoes, though. You don't want him to stretch them out.

Judy said...

Amen! My hubby is pretty understanding on why we eat spaghettios so much here, though. I manage to leave him in charge of the beasts during key times so he can understand why things don't get done (like dishes, laundry, housework, etc).

clemsongirlandthecoach said...

sch-weet! I timed several imaginary car races and made the littlest mini into a "pizza"...

Anonymous said...

Gotta love the imaginations of little boys.

Joy