Ahh, two big deadlines met and back to obsessing about the minutiae of my daily life. And eating large cinnamon rolls, which sucks because I have to go to the OB and be weighed on Thursday and it's been 5.5 weeks since my last visit, so I am pretty sure I have gained a shit ton of weight (the technical term) and that 85% of this weight is Panera, not McLovin'.
Harry got this adorable Little Tikes kitchen for Christmas, and he loves it so much. I love it so much, too, despite the annoying recorded voice inside it who says things like "Put and object if you can on the cutting board or in the pan," "I declare! Are you still there?" and (blessedly) "Uh-oh, the battery's low." I love the kitchen so much that I put it in MY kitchen in all of its big, primary colored plastic glory, despite my insistence that my house would never feature big plastic toys in the main areas. Yeah. Wait until you see the huge Caterpillar truck under my end table. Why do I love this kitchen so much? Because it keeps him soooooooooooooo busy, as you can see.
And how funny is this? He must keep HIS vacuum next to MY vacuum at all times.
Omigoodness - That is ADORABLE!!! Glad to see I can get one of those for my son and he'll hopefully play with it.
ReplyDeleteAnd I have to say - the OB weigh in was the low point of my week when the happened. I feel your pain.
Oh, so cute! I love the "his and her" vaccuums. And I also love cinnamon rolls.
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