Weird way to start the day.
Aug. 11th, 2005 01:20 pmI like to let the girls out first thing in the morning so they have a chance to run around for an hour before spending the workday confined to their (admittedly palatial) cage. Sometimes they have to be prodded awake at such an early hour, like sleepy children the world over, but they quickly enter into the spirit of the thing and career madly around the house, making up for all those hours lost in sleeping. But they stop playing when Shawn or I jump in the shower and sit quietly on the bathmat, staring fixedly at the shower curtain with their glossy little appleseed eyes. The pattern is predictable: wet weaselparent emerges from the shower, stands on bathmat, and is immediately pounced upon by two ecstatic fuzzbeans who proceed to lick off every drop of water as far up as they can reach. There are probably worse ways to start the day than covered in weasel spit up to the knee, but there are few weirder, I think.
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Date: 2005-08-12 03:40 pm (UTC)Babies are weird.
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