I decided this morning that maybe I've taken baby-talking to Huger just a tinybit too far. I took him out this morning to do his business, and as I sing songed "does my Hugerbaby nees to makes a shoo shoo pie for his daddy? Does you nees to make a shoo shoo pie!?!?!," I caught the neighbor staring at me from her screened porch with the most bewildered look I've ever seen.
When she saw me see her seeing me, she actually turned and ran in the house.
Welcome to the neighborhood, idiot.
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HAHAHAHAHA!
Posted by: Domestic Diva | September 22, 2008 at 04:59 PM