Week of Money: Where Little Bun tries to teach Babiest Stuffie manners
7:40 p.m. — I make a sea urchin pasta and Little Bun adores it.
8:08 a.m. — This really irks me – financial abuse is rampant and treated as normal because the as the old trope goes: “Women can’t be trusted with money, they’ll waste it all”…
The post is entitled: “I went over budget so my husband confiscated everything”, and she goes on to talk about how she bought a few extra things, shopped a little at Sephora, and he saw the statement and lost it.
7:40 p.m. — OMG this exchange between Little Bun and Babiest Stuffie (played by yours truly) made me laugh so hard all night..
Babiest Stuffie: Achoo! -*pretends to wipes nose on Little Bun*
Little Bun: EEWWWW!!! you pig!! I am not a napkin!!!!
Babiest Stuffie: Your shirt looks like a big wearable napkin! So soft and wipeable!
Little Bun: It’s not a napkin! It’s a shirt!
Babiest Stuffie: It looks like one! It’s white! And soft!
Little Bun: You dirty pig!!
Me as Mommy: But pigs are actually very clean
Little Bun: FINE. YOU dirty dog!
Babiest Stuffie: Waaaaah!!
Little Bun: Let’s do an analysis by doing a test to see if you’re dirty or not
Babiest Stuffie: okay!
Little Bun: Would you like a tangerine?
Babiest Stuffie: Yes please! Nom nom nommmmm
Little Bun: would you like to wipe your face on Tae-Tae?
(A huge Stuffie pillow)
Babiest Stuffie: I could. I could wipe my face right here…….. It’s so soft and like a napkin…… It looks great. And so inviting…..
Little Bun: Well? what do you choose?
Babiest Stuffie:.. I choose.. YOU!!!! *wipes face on Little Bun’s shirt*
Little Bun: EWWWWW NOOOOOOO!!!!!!
Babiest Stuffie: YOU SAID I COULD CHOOSE!!
Little Bun: I meant Tae-Tae!! Not on me!
Babiest Stuffie: What do I do then? Lie here until the tangerine juice dries off me? And wait for a dog to come and lick it off my face? Is that what you want? IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT
Little Bun: No! You could wash your face! Or go on a napkin! Or wash your face!
Babiest Stuffie: You said I could choose!!!
Little Bun: OK. Test stage number two.
Babiest Stuffie: Achoo!
Little Bun: There’s a big napkin in front of you *taps on Tae-Tae*
Babiest Stuffie: Wait a minute why did you say napkin! This feels like a setup! This is a Tae-Tae!!! This is so sus*.
Little Bun: Okay what do you choose
Babiest Stuffie: A napkin!
Little Bun: *hands him another Stuffie*
Babiest Stuffie: No! This is Biggest Stuffie! I want a napkin!
Little Bun hands him a tee shirt
Babiest Stuffie: Is this a trick? This is not a napkin! This is a shirt!
Little Bun: It is okay you can use it
Babiest Stuffie: Okay… *suspiciously wipes nose on it*
*sus = suspicious
… lol … this is what our nights are like. Some of them are truly hilarious.
8:08 p.m. — Our activity for tonight. He loves word games and anything to do with letters, or coming up with words from letters.
7:16 p.m. — We start a game of Scrabble.
9:25 p.m. — He sleepily tells me: Mommy I need a blanket. I wrap one around him and he mumbles this as he drifts off to sleep: I love you
… does that not make your heart just melt?
9:08 a.m. — I take him to the park to play, and he splashes around in all the puddles created from the melted snow. We spend an hour and a half, and he gleefully pokes at the ice melting, and generally has an excellent time.
8:15 p.m. — He makes a few arts and crafts:
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