"Cherries are for mamas..."

Ok lovely people. So here is a much needed update. I put Thatcher in charge of the blog and we see how well THAT worked out!

Thatcher somehow got this idea in his head that if he fake sneezes on your food that you won't want to eat it and you'll give it to him. Well, apparently when you become a parent (to a fur kid or a skin kid) it doesn't matter and all cleanliness issues go out the window. I eat stuff he fake sneezes on all the time. Don't judge me!

So there I was... eating some cherries that I had just washed and Thatcher was bugging me nonstop for one. He tried his sneezing trick. HA! PLEASE! You think that a snotty sneeze can separate me from some summer cherries?! I don't think so friend. He doesn't even know what cherries are... BUT I'm less likely to give him anything since yesterday he begged and begged and begged for a piece of my twizzler (which I'm sure he thought was a pupparoni) so I tore a piece off and gave it to him. He sniffed it and then let it soak in his mouth until it was gooey and then left it there only to beg for more even though he wouldn't eat it! I picked up the gooey red mess and tossed it in the trash (after dropping it twice). Thanks Thatchey.

Sooooooo, needless to say, when he started asking for cherries I had to come up with some clever excuse why he couldn't have any. I could have said anything... ANYTHING!! How about this... "No Thatcher. Cherries have pits in them and you won't spit it out and then you'll choke and die because I'm a bad mommy and don't know mouth to snout CPR." Or how about this one... " No Thatcher. Cherries are healthy for you and we all know you don't like anything healthy!" I mean, for Pete's sake... the kid eats toilet paper and cotton balls when he gets a chance to pillage the trash. BUT NOOOOOO I went with yelling this instead... "YOU CAN'T HAVE ANY CHERRIES BECAUSE THEY'RE FOR MAMAS ONLY AND YOU WON'T EVER BE A MAMA BECAUSE YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE A VAGINA!!!" He walked away to play with one of his toys... SWEET VICTORY IS MINE AT LAST!!! This excuse seemed to satisfy him so I think I'll try it with other things when the occasion presents itself... oh and it WILL present itself!

Well, my editor was looking over my shoulder snorting approval in my ear, but now he's laying with his snout draped across the keyboard so I guess that means he's ready for bed and this is a wrap!

*This is an old photo... BUT It's still past some one's bed time!*



Until next time y'all!