Monday, February 13, 2012

Netflix is killing me

This is an actual conversation that takes place every single time we leave the house:

Me: Ok, let's go get in the van! (yes, I do. and I love it.)
Girl: Bye puppy! Love you! ::kisses puppy::
Me: Bye puppy! Ok, come on.
G: Bye Georgia! Love you! ::puts hand in crate for a lick::
Me: Bye Georgia! Ok, seriously, let's go. ::sets alarm::
G: Bye Elmo! Bye Barney! Bye Why!
Me: For the love of...Ok! Bye everybody! Come on, get in the van. note to self: limit tv time.
G: ::starts blowing kisses::

Every single day. Is there any question why I can't get anywhere on time?!

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