Choose Your Own Adventure: Sunday Morning
/The Loverpants family wakes at 6:30a.m., fresher than a fistful of daisies. They proceed to don matching outfits with cute fleece running vests (natch!) and they are soon off and running as a tight pack, Papa John pushing Baby Girl in the running stroller with Mama K. just a few comfortable paces behind. The Sunday churchies tip their hats to the Loverpack, promising they'll pray for the tiny family that morning (for sure!). After a few brisk miles, the Loverpack returns home where Mama K. brews a little coffee for Papa J. on his way to work. Baby Girl practices her crawling and soon retires for her morning nap. Mama K. does the same. OR... Baby Girl wakes at 6:30a.m. which was five minutes after Mama K. fed her at 2:55a.m. Papa John brings her into bed where the force of her noogie is so strong, the whole Loverpack is forced out of bed before they have their wits about themselves. Everybody wears yesterday's clothes from the rag bag, including Baby Girl who rocks the windsuit that makes her look like a boy. All head out for a run whereby Papa John hits his stride within minutes and Mama K. is sucking the everliving dust off of his heels. Papa John proceeds to forget to give Mama K. the nod when he crosses the busy intersection, causing Mama K. to lose her family and is left to run on her own with an abiding fear that she will surely be pillaged long before the Sunday churchies are strolling to the morning services. They return home where Mama K. still doesn't know if the coffee pot works and sends Papa John off to work and wrangles Baby Girl into a nap which lasts for twenty. Whole. Minutes.
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Our son, daughter, the track star.
Precautions and the Irony Thereof
/Loverpants was denied a life insurance policy recently, which came as a total shocker. My triathlete hubby got the big nay from the life insurers! The? Turns out his liver enzymes were about ten times what they should have been. The nurses quizzed him. Drink alcohol? Neg. Smoke? Neg. Neg. Herbals? Naw.
Then his wife, keen little ginger that she is, said, You know you do drink a lot of green tea.
Turns out the fella was overbrewing it like something fierce, effectively overdosing on green tea herbals. Liver just couldn't take it!
What should we call this story?
How Lovey Loverpants Almost Gave Himself Liver Failure by Way of Green Tea.
How Lovey Loverpants almost Killed Himself, as Discovered in Applying for a Life Insurance Policy.
The Day Lovey Loverpants Went on Detox from Green Tea, which in Itself is an Agent of Detox.
I suppose I'm just happy we figured it out and that my loverman and all of his organs remain intact.
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Nana Red visited this past weekend with the express purpose of watching Baby Girl while her parents attended their first wedding sans baby. It was delightful to have Nana stay with us and go to craft shows with us (on the right day) and have a picnic and clean our skanky sink full of dishes. Baby Girl was good as gold. ::Raises the Roof::
