Garlic Juice?
March 20, 2006
There’s a little ad in my sidebar for Garlic Juice. Duuuudddee! That sounds SO good! You know, for cooking, not for drinking….ha ha….me thinks I’m going to order some.
On an even stinkier note, Troll Baby woke up BAWLING. He was waist to toe in poop. NASTY. Especially nasty since Daddy made some amazing dinner last night that everyone devoured. I’m thinking Troll Baby is processing food like his father. TOXIC WASTE. Poor baby was very upset as I changed him, using 1267 wipes. (Note: Never buy President’s Choice Baby Wipes - they are akin to wet dryer sheets - USELESS). Poor little man was just so upset at how cold the wipes are (I thought it was the first day of spring for crying out loud), and he cried and cried, pulling his legs away from me, making it more difficult to clean him up. I finally get him all sparkly, and sit him up to put a little sweater over his pajama shirt, and he grabs his legs and says, “poop poop” in the smallest voice, between sobs. I’ve never heard something so cute in my entire life.
“Yes honey, poop all gone.”
“Gone!” he exclaimed, a smile beaming over his face.
“Now Mommy must hose herself down,” I said, beaming back at him.
“Hooooosssseeeerrrr.”
My Canadian friends will appreciate this:
