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So many choices, so little time.I have started a few blogs, only to let them go down in flames. This time I am making a vow to myself not to let that happen.
This blog will be just to the blog to read to lull yourself into unconciousness. It will be that boring. LOL Seriously, it will not chronicle a fab life of a jet-setter, but instead the boring life of a frumpy almost 25 yr old. Man, I know you are sitting on the edge of your seats now, waiting for the next installment.
Yesterday, we went to a pumpkin patch. Big Cheese had so much fun. He loved all the animals they had there. He loves animals. He was a little afraid of the Buck and the geese. Otherwise, he loved them all. I think his favorites were the pigs and the goats. Maybe he indentifies with them...LOL, just kidding.
He was so meticilous in the picking of the pumpkins. Everyone on the hayride laughed at him. He managed to get three various size perfect little pumpkins. He did a great job. Here he is scouting the pumpkins out. I think he has a future as a pumpkin picker outer.
Man, I have so much to do today that I want to run and hide. Cheese's name should have been "weapon of mass destruction." He can destroy the house in no time, left to his own devices. I will be doing the same thing today as last Sunday afternoon. Cleaning while daddy and the Cheese Man go do something....ugh. Oh well, at least it is done, right?
Cheese has a new obession, Bob the builder. Right now he is wearing his Bob shirt, while cuddling up to his bob costume, laying on his Bob pillow, watching Bob, while playing with Bob toys. See a pattern. I have become one of the mother who I swore I wouldn't become.One who buys her child all that cheese character stuff. It is so hard not to when you see their little eyes light up when they see all the crap in the store.
Well, I better go. I will write more of this fantasticness later.
