My eyeballs are currently dangling from their sockets…I’ve been doing taxes. Dum dum dummmm. Any of you out there who actually crunch numbers for a living – did you fall from the top branches of a redwood as a young child? This is so not fun.
Here…these three characters express my feelings regarding tax time.
Alani: Horrified
Ethan: Fretful
Gab: extending a pacifier, “Suck it!”
5 responses so far ↓
Gringo // March 19, 2008 at 9:11 am |
How cute! Are they on some sort of schedule yet or are you still not sleeping? You should put the baby monitor on full volume and put it next to E’s head when he’s sleeping soundly.
Does Ethan have blue eyes or is it too early to tell?
BTW-Where is my lingo lesson?
onthecurb // March 19, 2008 at 9:23 am |
Ha, schedule schmedule. Sometimes they sync up and that scares the ever loving shit out of me…they’ll eat, poop, cry, everything all at the same time. I think I prefer a little staggering in the schedules.
Sleep…not last night. I’m a loony zombie right now. Some nights, I get a couple of hours here and there in a row.
Ha, I’d only position the monitor as such if I wanted to see it smashed into a million pieces against the wall.
Blue eyes…FINALLY! Yes, I think I’ve finally produced a kid with blue eyes.
Gringo’s Lingo…sounds like a bar.
wrekehavoc // March 19, 2008 at 9:53 am |
you forgot Gav — missing from the picture. he says to the taxman, “see ya at the federal pen — if you catch me!”
just kidding, of course. after all. i believe in the welfare state
alani’s face is especially hilarious
Grandy // March 19, 2008 at 11:57 pm |
HA! Ethan’s face isn’t fretful, my sweets. It looks like he’s making a turd…which is probably what I look like doing our taxes. UGH!!
mightiadd // March 22, 2008 at 10:20 pm |
So cute!