gah

You know you're excessively irritable when you want to quit your job because someone stole your glue stick.

(I mean, it is symbolic of some disrespect I've been getting, but really, let's be reasonable!)

(Everyone at work seems to be blaming the colossal bad mood I've been in for weeks on pregnancy, which is convenient for me I suppose but hardly seems like a good excuse. I don't absolve myself on that count. I am tired of being so tedious.)

things mr. flea has taught Casper lately

Gimme 5
One the side
Up high
Down low
In the hole
You just cleaned my toilet bowl!

also
Put your butt up in the air
Wave it around like you just don't care!
(this results in downward-facing dog, plus wiggles)

Both things make Casper laugh like a loon.

I guess I don't have to worry about her learning gross jokes and naughty stuff from the kids at school...

Have I mentioned, we really love this kid?

Conversation:
mr. flea: If we're going to the stoe to get eggs and milk, we'd better go now. nd when we get home it will be bedtime.
Casper: We should get ice cream too.
mr, flea: You ... are brilliant.