I can’t get pregnant.
I think it’s a boy.
I’ll breastfeed.
I’ll still be working.
She’s due Sept. 23.
She looks like me.
She’s a genius.
She’s an Einstein.
She’s a Mozart.
She’s sleeping through the night.
She likes it.
She’s a good eater.
It’s just the sniffles.
It’s just a tummy ache.
Fevers can’t go that high.
This won’t hurt.
She’s not afraid of the water.
She’s not afraid of the dark.
Lights out.
She likes vegetables.
She doesn’t know that word.
She doesn’t watch TV.
She didn’t hear us.
She won’t remember.
Wait until your birthday.
No means no.
I’ll never buy another goldfish.
Giving me a glimpse of my future in this post… 🙂
Comment by Kathryn — August 24, 2007 @ 3:46 am
LOL. Recently ours was don’t worry, he can’t fit that in his mouth.
Comment by Shannon — August 24, 2007 @ 11:03 am
This is awesome.
I’ve said quite a few of these, the first being I can’t get pregnant and then when I did, well let’s just say it has created a whole list of its own.
My most recent – he doesn’t know how to spell.
Comment by bella — August 24, 2007 @ 2:40 pm
Karen,
I just tagged you if you’re up for writing eight random things about yourself. 🙂
Bella
Comment by bella — August 24, 2007 @ 3:32 pm
Brilliant! I love it. 🙂
Comment by Mary P Jones (MPJ) — August 24, 2007 @ 11:55 pm
I’ve been there. And will continue to be there I know.
Comment by tracey — August 27, 2007 @ 10:22 pm