Are Your Parents Home?

How could I forget.  Last week in the afternoon there was a knock at the door.  I was working and figured it was UPS or something so I ignored it.  “Knock!” “Knock!” again, so I answered the front door.  It was a young lady 19 “selling” a free 1 room carpet cleaning. ( Ha!  I only have 1 room with carpet)  So she asks if my mom or dad is home!  Ha!  Ha!  I said no, this is my house.  Oh! she says apologizing.  She thought I was 18 or 19 years old!  Too funny!  I even had my make up on!  Well, if I can continue to look 6 to 7 years younger than my age, I will be very happy.  It turned out to be a Kirby sales pitch and I learned from my best friend Renee not to let those people in!  So no free carpet cleaning, I will do it myself to spare me a long 3 hour sales pitch on the kirby.  I am a dyson girl anyway!

Here comes Santa Claus

 

We took Brooklynn last week Friday to the mall to have her very first meeting with Santa.  She did so well!  She was mesmerized by his beard and his furry suit.  She kept rubbing the fur on his suit and trying to touch his beard.  Thank goodness we have been working on “nice”, so that she didn’t grab a hold of his beard!  It was hard to get her to stop looking at Santa and look at the camera for the picture.  It turned out cute.

After Santa we decided to do our Christmas shopping.  We ended up losing her Christmas shoe, but was lucky enough to find it at Bath and Body Works.  She also managed to have an explosion poop in Gap and got it all over her Christmas dress and stroller!  Ack!  Well all I can say is next year picture with Santa will not be in her Christmas outfit and thank goodness for oxy-clean!