Yes, todays blog is brought to by the letter "D" as is in my
Darling. . .
Dearest . . .
Daughter . . .
Delightfully. . .
Dined on . . . the letter
"D"
Yes the letter "D" . I was organizing my scrapbooking supplies in hope that I might see the desk top of my ever so missed crafting table this afternoon, and Emma was delightfully picking through what ever scraps she could find merely only tasting each color she found. Then when my back was turned ever so slightly, she shoved a now drooling, damp, die-cut, of a dusty-blue letter "D" I of course started to retrieve what ever I could get from her mouth but in her rebellion she swallowed all but a tiny scrap of my 2 1/2 inch letter "D". Dagnabit @#*@ I thought well here's to extra fiber in her diet and I though the Dang "D" had taken its course when I could tell it was a little stuck . . . well she wasn't in distress, so what won't come up, must go down with delicous apple juice.
I had to chuckled a little to myself because all I could think of was Seseame Street and Cookie Monster eating the letter "D" which is ever more silly because Emma has to play with her Cookie Monster giggle toy ever time I change her diaper. Today we learned from Seseame Street a lesson we didn't want to learn! "C" is for crazy that's good enough for me! I hope everything goes through Digestive tract Okay