Tuesday, August 23, 2011
She ate my glasses. Scratched one lens to bits, popped the other one out of the frame, and ATE half of it. I happen to LIKE my glasses, since they are necessary for seeing, and other such things.
She destroyed the lawn mower. She chewed through an electrical cord on it, and now I'd only ask Hubby to mow the lawn if he was really getting on my nerves and deserved electrocution.
She removed the bottom of a dining room chair. Chewed the foamy part right out, and spread it all over the house. And when we duct taped it back together, and covered it with Tabasco sauce, she tasted it and smeared bright orange Tabasco all over the carpet.
The bathroom garbage is like her own personal vending machine. Toilet paper rolls! Used q-tips! YUMM!!!
She thinks the cat is her own personal pet, given to her to terrorize. Poor Scipio.
Fortunately, there is also a lot of love there.
I wear expensive bras. Gravity defying, reinforced with NASA type material, lined with pure gold expensive bras. Lucy thinks they are the best thing for flinging around the house, cups flapping around her ears, underwires stabbing out through the teeth holes.
Posted by AverageMom at 8:54 AM