As if the holidays weren't enough...

I, of course, have alot to write about. Duh. But I'm not gonna right now.

I AM however going to mention something horribly embarrassing that happened tonight, just to get it out of the replay reel in my head.

I was at a friend's house for dinner, and Kyle was with me. For anyone that doesn't know, Kyle is 9. (That's very important to the story...)

So we're all hanging out and what not, and the little girl of the house - Eva - is opening presents. She's 1. (Not so important, but still relavant.) She opens some shoes from her grandfather, and immediately wants to put them on. So, ok she does. Across the room, her mother says, "What is that Eva? Is that Pooh?" You know, as in Winnie the Pooh. As in, the cartoon.

On the other side of the room my son yells at the top of his lungs: "Hey Eva! Can you say 'feces'?!"

You see... he thought they were talking about "poo." I don't know why. Nor do I know why he felt the need to show everyone his genius when it comes to vocabulary and knowing the proper technical terms for bodily... ahem... things...

But there you are.

And there I was RED AS A BEET quietly saying "No Kyle, she has Winnie the Pooh on her shoes."

His reply?

"Oh."

OK so what's this about?

So I really admire this guy Peter Walsh. He's on Oprah all the time cleaning out people's houses and teaching people how to declutter. But I have trouble paying attention to him because of his choice in rocking the facial hair...




Does anyone else see an upside down bowl cut? With maybe a spout or something?