Here we are on Wednesday, and I have already worked 30 hours this week -- and I took half of today off.
I came home this afternoon and Cindy raced off to have a massage and chiro appointment. While she was gone, Lilly started fussing. I was rocking Lilly while Violet was playing with her dolls. Lilly wouldn't stop fussing and so Violet walks up to me and very matter of factly says:
"Daddy, you need give Lilly your boob."
Um, wow.
I explained that I was Daddy and that wouldn't help Lilly, only Mommys can do that.
She thought about that for awhile and walked away. At that point Cindy came home and I was safe.
Never a dull moment around here. The pipes under the kitchen sink started leaking, so Cindy went to work. Every time I try to do plumping I end up with Old Faithful, so Cindy doesn't let me touch pipes anymore. She is going to Ace Hardware tomorrow to find out if we need a new part or something.
As far as I am concerned, with the garbage disposal down there and everything, it looks like a device in a nuclear power plant -- I will not touch it.
I say call a plumber.
But that's me.
Pat
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