Just like with every hobby I take upon myself, I get bored. Yes, it appears I've become bored with
Honestly, I just don't know how anyone has the time to do this consistently. I feel overwhelmed almost every waking moment. How can I be on this blog typing when there are toilets to be cleaned? I just can't figure out how to do both well.
Anywho...
I was able to scrape a few minutes together to type this, because Handy Daddy said I should. The pressure was too much to bear, you see.
So, I had a conversation with Tootsie today that went like this:
Tootsie: Mama, Aladdin is my god.
Mama: No, Tootsie, Aladdin is not God.
Tootsie: Yes, he is. And he's in my heart.
Mama: No. Aladdin is not in your heart.
Tootsie: Yes. And I worship him.
Mama: (pausing briefly to catch my breath) No, you do NOT worship Aladdin, and...and just stop it.
Tootsie: (with an impish grin of obvious delight, begins to belt out this little melody) -- Aladdin loves the little children...all the children of the world....
Y'all....
Really? At three years old she knows how to make me squirm.
Sweet Lord Jesus in Heaven -- HELP ME!!!