moosh in indy.

the moosh and I don’t see much of the man in our lives when school is in session. I haven’t seen him for over 36 hours, the moosh, even longer.

the moosh did see a mannequin dressed very similar to how the moosh daddy dresses and ran up to it screaming “DADDY! MY DADDY!” and ripped the arm off trying to get the mannequin to follow us.

It’s been a sad sad pathetic day for all involved.

Yo my peeps-
Pardon my temporary absence, I’m really busy being awesome.
Kisses, the moosh

Law Review, VP of the BLA, 16 credits and moot court. For anyone who’s dealt with law school you know what this means. For those of you who haven’t, it means I’m a single parent for a few months.

Apparently these aren’t going to be an easy few months.
 

This is the moosh and her little buddy E-Guido.

This is what happened when I tried to make my bed.

I should have seen it coming, last week when E-Guido was over the moosh told him where the cookies were stored and somehow convinced him that he should climb up and get them for her. He did.

Y’all, she can already convince a young man to destroy his own character so she can get cookies. She doesn’t even have boobs yet. I don’t know what’s worse, that she climbs on the counter to help herself or that she has the ability at two to convince a boy to do it for her. 

She’s gotten so used to me taking pictures of her when she’s in trouble that she now makes sure they’re good ones. What a toad. Where is her father?

OH? Yes, Cody is back in school. No, I can’t talk about what is going on because there’s a chance that “they” are googling, and I must keep a lot off the blog over the next few months. But trust me, it’s big. My appearances will be much fewer and much farther between, but trust me, when the spaghetti hits the floor I’ll be around to complain.