You wake up every forty five minutes in the middle of the night with a wee infant, all the while trying to stop the Sesame Street song, "Do De Rubber Duck", from playing incessantly in your head.
Rach-- I just followed a link from Karen's blog onto a blog called "West of the Sun" and saw something that made me think of this post. On the other blog there's an interesting looking mini-picture, looks almost like a "sticker" on the right hand side of the screen, near the top of the current post. It has a fifties-era mom with a babe on her hip, and underneath it says:
I used to have a brain; now I have small children!
Thank you Rachel for helping me to do an answer to a blog. love,
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But can you also imagine the scene with everyone in the tub doing the regae version? That's the one that always gets stuck in my head.
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ReplyDeleteI just followed a link from Karen's blog onto a blog called "West of the Sun" and saw something that made me think of this post. On the other blog there's an interesting looking mini-picture, looks almost like a "sticker" on the right hand side of the screen, near the top of the current post. It has a fifties-era mom with a babe on her hip, and underneath it says:
I used to have a brain; now I have small children!
:D --h