*happy humming*

The bug is coming.

And I have new tires on the car. It decided to start wobbling on me. I handed the mechanic the keys and told him to not bring it back til it was better.
He listened.
I handed him a check.
Done deal.

I like the simple solutions.

The bug is coming.
Woulda had her four nights had I been able to weasle my way outta some work time. It's not that I don't have the time to take--I just don't have the bodies.
And no way was I leaving himself on his own to handle the bug.
She's a ball of energy--and if he gets down to play with her, getting up could be a problem. 'Specially on his own. *laughing* I ain't kiddin'.
By the time he managed it, she could be in Alaska.....or worse yet--in Nana's toy basket(s). She kinda likes Nana's toy basket(s).

And she crawls out of cribs now.
I suggested he file that way in his knowledge base.
This was after I removed the markers from one of Nana's toy baskets.
This was after the bug coloured herself green and orange.....and stuck the markers under the door (I thought that was an ingenious move--that way she'd remember which colours were already on her little face and body! The girl didn't think it was so ingenious, but she's 'the mom' and she seems to not remember making mud cookies and body painting and the messy fun THIS mom encouraged--mostly as an excuse to get ucky and messy myself cuz I'm like that....)

So--I was thinkin' she could sleep in the big bed--with Nana. :-)
There's stuffies in the headboard in case she gets bored.
And I was thinkin' a couple snacks on the night stands, just in case one of us gets hungry.
And there's the small stereo in there--we could play Elmo songs or sea noises, whatever she fancied to go to sleep by.
And she could sandwich great between me and himself--wouldn't haffta worry about her falling out even!

Of course himself wasn't thinking that at all.

Guestroom.

Pfffffffffftttttt.
How boring is that.