Of course, it was kind of odd that they let a kid in the bar...I didn't quite catch what was up with the freckle-faced one. She seemed kind of...perky.
I even managed to wrangle an evening of babysitting out of the Ancient One, even though he had to drag poor Val into it. I don't know about Father's Day, but the night before, I want out!
I heard Millie say something about kiddie party, and that can't be right. Isabel is turning one. What does she know about birthdays? That's nuts! I'm putting my foot down on this.
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This makes me a bad parent, doesn't it?
Denying your kid a party makes you a bad parent.
Lanier. Val Lanier.
...why is my wife staring at me like that?
Goddammit, the baby just whipped that rubber duck at me!
Yeah, be warned - when she says "Doook" it's about as good as "Saa poo."
Rubber duck? Dook? B'wuh?