Okay, so I love this new website thing I have going on. I know full on that I am a dork, geek, nerd, whatever you want to call me. Bring it.
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Rick is busy with football camps so I am on Mallory duty all day everyday this week. We had killer shrimp for dinner – YUM! Well, I had killer shrimp and Mallory had a boca burger and two bites of my shrimp. Luckily she only wanted two bites – the way that kid eats I could have been left with the dipping sauce for dinner. I can only make killer shrimp when Rick isn’t around because he only likes hamburgers and spaghetti. Oh, and pizza.
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Rick’s Father’s Day was nothing special again. Mallory & I took him pizza up at work and he ended up being at work so late that he just stayed the night there so he didn’t even get to come home and see his Father’s Day gifts & cards. And you thought football season only lasted 12 Saturdays in the fall, didn’t you?
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New Mallorian word of the day: play
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Sweet cheeks is a total riot. Everything is mama, gaga and baby, and she points to herself on the nose when she calls herself baby.
The other day in the car she was saying “poop! bah-bah!” (poop Cooper). I asked her if Mallory poops and she shook her head no. Then I asked if Mama poops and she shook her head no. Then I asked if Dada poops and she nodded her head and said “poop! gaga! poop! gaga!”
I WAS CRACKING UP.
Fast forward an hour and I was trying to tell this story to a friend. I was kneeling down next to Mallory to ask her the questions, and when I got to “does Mama poop?” she walked around behind me and pulled the back of my pants out to look down them.
I WAS CRACKING UP AGAIN.
Seriously – how funny is she?