Sunday, December 02, 2007
Change of plans
I take it back. If you want cookies, you'll have to trek it out here to Pookieville. We're not going to the social/Christmas devotional. I'm going to watch it online. Danny left earlier today with Pookie to go to Pookie's eye surgery. Bun didn't nap and I fear he would on the drive there. So, I'm going to put him down early and then mop the kithen floor. Maybe I'll mop it now. Bun decided he wanted a drink of juice. So he pulled the gallon pitcher that was half full out of the fridge. He spilled trying to pour himself a drink while I was blogging the previous post. When I called to him, "Bun? Bun? Where are you?" there was no reply. I found him sitting in the middle of it trying desperately to clean it up with his socks. Two little socks, not so helpful. But I kept my wits about me and didn't chastise him. But now my feet are sticky. So yes, I will be mopping on the sabbath.