Need to do laundry

My seven year old climbed into bed with me this morning (DH was showering for work), and told me I smelled funny. 

“Well, sweetie,” I told my daughter, “I have not showered yet this morning.” 

 “No, Mommy.  You smell like you and Daddy wet the bed last night!” 

 Me: *blink, blink* 

My daughter throws back the covers and points to a wet spot in the sheets: “You DID have an accident last night!” She bends over and sniffs at the wetness. “But it doesn’t smell like pee pee.”

Me: *blink, blink*

Then she hops off the bed, tells me to wash the sheets today, and runs off to finish watching The Fox and the Hound.

WHEW!  I dodged a bullet there, didn’t I?

Blogger Chicks Gone Wild

It seems Genuine has got some serious action going on over at his place.  He’s decided to liven up the holidays with another edition of Blogger Chicks Gone Wild! 

Now I know since he’s got four children that he knows how to get a woman wet ‘n wild, but I’m sure we can do better…right?  So let’s see it!  Send something…ANYTHING you can think of that’s really wild and we’ll post it here for Ben to see when he comes back!  E-mail me at scootersbabygirl@gmail.com or put a link up in the comments!  We’ll give it 48 hours from now to see who can find the best thing that’s gone wild! 

Ready?  GO!

Awesome guy.

Old and grey with a flour sack cape
Tied all around his head
He’s still jumpin’ off the garage
And will be till he’s dead
All these years the people said
He’s actin’ like a kid
He did not know he could not fly
So he did

He’s one of those who knows that life
Is just a leap of faith
Spread your arms and hold you breath
Always trust your cape

Guy Clark