I got to do some art today!! Baby was busy, daddy was busy, so I did something to be busy.
I haven’t painted in a while but it was fun to get back into it.
I had already painted one coaster awhile ago, but then today I did the other three at once in about 1hr. Lots of layers. Lots of colors.
Eventually we will get some resin and coat them. Then they will be official coasters with pretty art.
Can’t wait to paint again. Probably not tomorrow…
An early Happy Halloween 🎃
On the IHOP kids menu there was a question “What would your band name be?” I said “Pizzaaaaaa” said exactly like that. I thought that was a good name.
My husband and I were walking out of IHOP and saw a restaurant called Staggering Ox. Then our previous discussion came back…
“What about…Drunk Cow,” my suggestion.
“What about Staggering Sow,” his suggestion
“Beer Beef,” me.
My band name is now Drunk Cow. I like that….
Another strange discussion from my husband and me. 🤓
Something I just discovered because of my husband. He went in for a snuggle and then realized, “Agh…you have snot on your shoulder…”
And I replied, “Not surprised…”
Because I have come to discover that my entire person is a personal tissue for my baby.
She’ll be walking around with a funny look on her face and I’ll ask, “you okay, sweet thing?”
“No…,” a soft voice. A little baby no. (Her new favorite word.)
“Okay come here. Mama will try and help.”
A sudden sprint for me and my piece of clean clothing gets a nice smear of snot.
And it’s not like I can leave out a box of tissues for her…no no no that’s like toilet paper to her…it will be torn apart into tiny pieces throughout the house…
So instead my person is usually the tissue.
So I guess this post is for both: all the moms who understand, but also for all the husbands, “yes that is snot on my shoulder, put there by our offspring.”
Have a laughable Friday Evening 🤓