When I was a senior in college, we loved Cinco de Mayo. We went out, had fun...one year I got my belly button pierced on Cinco de Mayo. It hurt...a lot. This Cinco de Mayo I did the following:
1) Cleaned the house. 2) Unloaded the dishwasher. 3) Did laundry. 4) Did more laundry. 5) Waited for the exterminator. 6) Picked a giant boogie out of Patrick's nose that the bulb couldn't retrieve. 7) Cleaned crayon off the couch. 8) Gave two baths. 9) Played with blocks. 10) Watched the Backyardigans. 11) Heated up leftover mac-n-cheese for dinner. 12) Changed a lot of diapers.
All in all, it was the best Cinco de Mayo I've had yet. And it hurt a lot less.
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