Here are some pics of the girls...and hoping that the rest of the Big XII doesn't hang a combined eleventy Billion points on my defenseless ags this season. I need a Prozac...
So I was startled out of my slumber the other morning with Mom saying something that sounds like "Oh, Sheet!" And let me tell you, when Mom lets those "words" fly..something is wrong, on fire, or both! So I run out of bed and the dog is growling and looking down at this monster spider on our back patio. Where in the heck did this thing come from? Was it someone's pet that got out? More importantly was it going to leap its hairy creepy self at my face and implant some alien eggs in my mouth? Didn't wait around to find out...God let some chemist invent Raid for a reason!
Brooke is standing up on EVERYTHING. She is even getting up the nerve to let go with one hand and moving her feet just a tad. She then proceeds to go from smiley face to frightened face and cries for Mom or Dad to save her from the precarious situation.
I got two big teeth! And I am dressed in my Sunday Best!