Monday, June 7, 2010

Monday Morning Sickness

*posted by Des*

This morning's conversation:

Matt: "Good morning. Would you like me to make you something for breakfast, my darling incubator?"
Abby: "Gross"

I walk out to make myself breakfast and feed/potty the dogs. When I return she's sitting on the lid of the toilet, looking like she's doing long division in her head.

Matt: "Are you waiting for me to finish with the toothbrush?"
Abby: "Grunt" *hops up and goes to the other bathroom*
Doc: -Dog whine-
Abby: *Blech* "damn babies. This sucks."

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