hee hee, hey, duk duk, guess who gets to go for a ridey to the park because he finished his homework already!
nyah nyah nyahnah poo poo!
wait, mom, what do u mean cassie is coming with us????
no u move it. u r the one that cut that big uknowwhat that made her leave in a hurry and if she never had to leave so fast she would not have left us in this predicament we are in. poopso facto, u touch it and u move it.
well, fine. if u are not gonna touch it, and i am not going to touch it, i guess that is it. i guess we are stuck here all day til mom comes home.
i sure hope tomorrow's as nice as it seems like it is outside today, dontchoo, duk duk?
I love filters and photo editing software as much as tiny chumley loves chunky chicken water, but it's especially gratifying when a picture turns out all on its own, with happy rays of sunlight and a glorious halo highlighting what it seems we all could use a little more of nowadays - a calming peace, a comforting warmth, and of course, a generous dollop of cuteness.
Speaking of cuteness, here in behind the scenes world, tiny chumley and I have been furiously hand finishing what feels like a million tiny pieces of top secret coolness this week and the good news is that the hardest part is probably over. I say probably because as with all our fanciful little weenie makeys there are always aspects of haven't done it before so who knows how long it will take, but, with any luck, we will finish up and announce a doot date soon so stay tuned! And be on the lookout for some very special new cards, some of which were very obviously designed by a certain little mischievous wolf and his best falcon friend. So much fun, so little time! Have a super weekend, friends! :)
hee hee, yeppies duk duk, i think this is exact the extra height we need to get to the uknowwhat at the uknowwhere. yessiree, this is what happens when a hungry wolf brings his mom a perfectly good pair of shoes for her to wear and she's all thanks but nopies and then she goes off leaving him high and dry without payment in full. i mean, seriously, who does that? but u know what they say, where there's a wolf there's a way. and with this extra height surely we can finally reach the snackie jar ourselves and finally we can become self-suff... duk? hey, duk duk, where'd u -
whoops. um, hello, mom. nothing to see here really. u look nice today :)
boy, duk duk, i sure am glad we looked thru the bag of valentine candies mom got us to pass out at school tomorrow.
i mean, there were only like..three, four, five - six. six acceptable messages in the entire bag! can u imagine the mess we would have gotten ourselves into? not to mention all the cooties we might have been exposed to.
hee hee, well, i guess u know what they say...
a wolf and falcon's work is never done :)
...poopabunga, THAT'S what cottonmouth is supposed to look like?? i mean, on tv i thought his nickname compared with his appearance was a already little preposterous and here, well here he just looks like he ate a bunch of cottton candy in a hurry and forgot to wipe his mouth. he doesn't have ferocious real fangs or a slithery body or really anything that merits the impressive name of our third most favorite snake in the world.... yeah duk duk, if this does not get better by the next page then we really need to..
hold the poop...what's this? "famous name prizes or cash the easy way. attention junior entrepreneurs of america. earn famous name prizes or cash simply by selling olympic brand greeting cards. fill out the slip, enclose two dollars and blah blah blah blah." omg, duk duk, look at all this stuff. i spy a tent, a dune buggy, scuba flippers, why there is even a race track set! look at all those awesome and supercool famous name prizes..just for selling greeting cards...just like..u and me..do. heeeeyyyyy...
um, mother, i think it is time we had a talk.... :)
hee hee, i know u r having a hard time holding our new bigger iphoney, duk duk, but unless u want to experience both the stink and the fury of the great poopcano, i would hurry up and take the picture already! :)
bee-dee-bee-dee-bee-dee. this is the voice of poopie control. klaatu barata pooptoe. danger danger! the poop must flow. all hands to foofiestations or by poopthar's snakey, u shall be stinked!
hee hee, um...okay, know that it's really me and i probably am telling u i need to go outside, right, mom?
(blink blink)...(blink)....(blink)...(blink blink)...(blink).......(blink)....(blink).......(blinkety blink)......(pfweeeeoooooOOOOOoooooOOOOOooop!)....(blink)..
mom, in case u were wondering, that makes seventy two seconds between foofies so technically i am holding up my end of the bargain and technically that means i get 2 lick your plate like u promised. :)
hee hee, little miss julia, read the part again where the ferocious wolf tells goldilocks her breath really stinks and she's like, well your breath's not any better and he's like, yeah, well at least i can lick my butt! and she's like, well, i never! and he says, exactly. then she's all huffy like, why am i even in this story? and he's like, beats me. bye felicia! but then he realizes she did not leave him the basket of delicious snackies she brought and then he's like, o snap!
well, yes, mom, this one is really nice and i appreciate u making it for me from sleeve u cut from the cashmere sweater u got at the thrift store but...well...hang on...
nopies he's not over there...
...aaaand okay, i think the coast is clear...
so, do u think u can maybe make me a onesie with footies from the pink fuzzy angora sweater that i saw u also got from the thrifty store? and, u know, we can just hide i mean keep it in your and dad's bed and i can wear it when we snuggle in the mornings? :)