tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9910550.post112015366197164883..comments2023-11-18T11:24:52.834-08:00Comments on Tales from the Den of Chaos: With gritted teeth...Mother of Chaoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12176092618150502244noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9910550.post-1120160916423247172005-06-30T12:48:00.000-07:002005-06-30T12:48:00.000-07:00Days like this are why our lives pass by in a blur...Days like this are why our lives pass by in a blur...<BR/><BR/>Last week Jakey was running around naked with poop on his fanny. The dog was not far behind him, trying to get a whiff (dogs are so gross!). I was behind both of them, baby wipe in hand, yelling "Jakey!! Stop this instant!! Come BACK HERE NOW!!!" Jakey of course was giggling his head off, laughing and running naked.<BR/><BR/>I was notVery Herodotushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17099848123689535541noreply@blogger.com