Oct
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I got a call from JB today and he was all, “Blah blah blah Riley and I had a great blah blah awesome blah saw a lot of deer blah blah camping really cool blah”.
And me and Dilly were like, whatevs. Talk to the sofa, man.
In your face, JB. Now please come home immediately, because my new boyfriend Wilson who maybe looks a little like a volleyball is totally refusing to talk to me and I’ve got to be honest I’m a little, ha ha ha, SERIOUSLY FUCKING SICK of the couch-jumping game and oh my hell is it bedtime yet?
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“This is my child jumping on the couch? And he is also partially invisible? Or something?”
Willllssoonnnnn!! Sorry, couldn’t help myself.
Hang in there, Linda.
OMG, Dylan can jump like JB. Not that JB jumps on the furniture, mind you…
I see a trampoline in your future! (Maybe for JB too?)
OMG he’s just so damn cute. Lucky he is.
So cute, but tiring as all heck I’m sure.
I have been there many, many times. It can be so exhausting, but at the same time — look at the utter delight on that little guy’s face. There’s a couch-jumping maniac buried deep inside all of us, I think! :)
Laugh Out Loud funny.
I love how honest you are about what it is like to be a parent, but more importantly, your Dilly is SO adorable. Fantastic shots!
This is awesome! Love the pictures. Love the Wilson reference.
Funny!
And familiar. My husband recently returned from NINE days of hunting. Man, were we happy to see him even if it meant no more feeding the kids cereal for dinner in our bed whilst engaging in a You Tube cartoon marathon.
So first I saw the pictures and thought: YAY! Then I got concerned regarding your child’s partially see through head – I mean, I’ve seen some things, but that? that is freaky…
BUT at the end of the day I leave you with: what couch do you have? Our giant leather sectional from IKEA certainly didn’t handle two adults nearly as well as yours seems to be doing in the face of young children no less. Do tell!
I was wondering what I’m going to do with the sprog when we’re alone for 2 WEEKS in mid-DECEMBER in Seattle. Now I know – wreck the couch. And days 2-14, look forward to going to the airport.
I’m alone with the 15 month old for 2 nights and that’s long enough without support / a break / someone to pour the whiskey once Niblet is in bed!
The upside of having just your toddler is that you can totally trick him as soon as it gets dark after an early dinner, like 6pm “Oh look, bath time(or skip if not dirty), now bedtime” and they never know the difference coz unlike the smarty pants older one, can’t tell time :)
My husband travels A LOT for work, I know the tricks and silver linings :)
The titles on these photos are all wrong. Each one should be renamed “Wheee!_1” “Wheee!_2” and so forth….
How come we can see through Dylan’s head, but not his arms? Freaky!
Man, that kid might be recruited by the cheer squad or circus with that kind of jumping. Cute little fella.