A couple of weeks ago, Tim washed the dogs and dried them with an old bath towel. He hung the towel up to dry on the shower bar. Dino took a shower that night and accidentally used that towel to dry off instead of his own. He got his pajamas on and ran into the kitchen where I was loading the dishwasher.
"Mom! Mom!! Look! I have chest hair!"
I smiled and said, "Oh really?" and kept working on the dishes.
But he was insistent.... "No, really! I'm growing chest hair! Looook!!"
So I looked. Right in the center of his chest was a tangled mass of dark gray hair, just like our dogs' coats. "Bud, that's a clump of dog hair.... What towel did you use?"
He touched the hair and got a smirk on his face when he realized what had just happened. His face turned to disappointment as he brushed it away. Did he really think that he had just sprouted inch-long man hair in one day??
I got a strange email from Shutterfly. Apparently I wasn't the only one. I wondered if Shutterfly knew something that I didn't....
Shutterfly apologized for their snafu congratulating thousands of recipients on their new bundles of joy! My email advised me to order thank-you notes to match the birth announcements that I
This weekend is the Crossover Campout for Dino's Cub Scout Pack. It had been in the 80s here until a cold front came through this week. It is supposed to be 41 degrees overnight. Brrrrrr! Dino is so excited to sleep in his very own tent by himself for the first time, but I don't know if he will make it through the cold night! Tim picked up 3 new 40-degree sleeping bags. They are the kind that zip together, so we might all end up snuggling up. We'll also have foam pads, pillows, and lots of blankets. Pray for warmth and sanity!