Thursday, September 2, 2010
we're doing great
Yeah, welcome to babysitting by Grandma.
Okay, b.g. arrived here early in the morning, and he and I were hanging out in the family room, watching the news.
They had a story about some little chubby two year old in Indonesia who smokes three packs a day and went to rehab to quit smoking.
The video is disturbing, to say the least, and now I have a lot of questions about a number of things.
I turned to see what b.g. was doing and there he was:
No, no, no. I made that up.
But he'd quietly tipped over my can of diet Coke on the end table and was sucking the puddle of soda.
Oh, that's cute. I mean, it wasn't BEER or something. Diet Coke has way more chemicals. Plus I can't really say how clean that table top is. It's wood. I dust it with polish, but let's not eat off there.
Oh dear. b.g. you little madman, I sure do love you. love, Grandma