Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.



I feel like a naughty girl right now. I just consumed a lunch-sized package of Fritos (which is a big no-no on my new eating better campaign.). Worst part is that my dear husband has dropped 20 pounds and is looking hotter and hunkier than ever - even if his great legs are getting a little on the skinny side now. So, I better keep the pace.

More motivation came from Stinkerbelle. I like to make up little songs for her to the tune of Sesame Street's Rubber Ducky song. This exchange happenend this morning:

AoM: Stinker Winker, you're the one. I like to smack you on your buns! Oh, Stinker Winker, you've got a cute little tusch!
Little Bit: Mommy, Mommy. You've got a big butt! *breaks out in giggles*
AoM: *a little sterner, but not mad* Don't say that. You're going to hurt my feelings.
Little Bit: Well, I didn't say you got a giant butt!

Ok, touche, sweetheart. You didn't and for that I'm grateful. I think we need to take a walk to work off the 320-calorie Fritos AND keep me from having a giant butt to sing about. I guess I will always have Sir Mix-A-Lot to fall back on (in addition to my ample ass.)


  • At 11:53 AM, April 15, 2008, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Brothahs like a curvy backside and so does Dwight.

    "Big butt? Ain't nothin' wrong with that!"

  • At 9:13 AM, April 16, 2008, Blogger Army of Mom said…

    Manythanks, Dwight, for the props. I don't seem to get too many complaints other than the snide remarks of my children. :) Oh yeah, and my self-criticism in the mirror. Ouch.


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