the kids have found a new use for my belly.
a prop of sorts.
the tummy table revised.
hands free, fun enjoyment.
i was secretly hoping the baby would kick it down.
i can't wait to see the look on their faces if that ever happens.
i'd tell them it was magic.
my super hero skills magic that can move objects without needing to touch them.
bahahaha!
...
when madonna came on during the halftime show brennan turned to me and asked,
"mom, is she weird?"
we all laughed.
i have a super smart kid.
and madonna still looks super fly.
even though she didn't move around very much.
in my opinion.
i still can't help singing along.
i "vogued" in my childhood driveway.
box hands.
BOX HANDS!
it must be relived every time it is sung.
MUST!!!
we stuffed ourselves to discomfort.
thank you sean's mom for the most amazing super bowl spread i have ever encountered.
i want a pug dog {isn't that what it was??} with sneakers that does the moonwalk across the finish line of a greyhound race,
and
i want a baby sling shot bouncy thing to get me things from the kitchen when i'm laying on the couch.
genius.
make a note of it.
the end.
