I'm Not a Baby!

So yesterday we asked Mak if she was a baby.

We got an answer as clear as day!

We couldn't believe it so just kept asking her.

We still keep asking her.

It never gets old!

See for yourself.....

Retraction

So I am a nervous talker/typer.

You have no idea how much I edit my posts. They would go on for DAYS if I didn't sit there for a while editing my thoughts.

Man I wish I could do that in real life. Edit my words after the have already exited my mouth.

Oh well.

Any way.

I did this last week.

I made that post about the Riley, the soda spill and Dale.

I owe him an apology.

A BIG ONE

I wrote that post not to convey anger but just to share a funny anecdote from my life. Something I thought was blog worthy and funny.

I am NOT a husband basher. NEVER. Never will I speak ill of my husband. Never will I outwardly express feelings of anger or frustration about my husband to any one but him. He deserves to hear how I feel and no one else. I never have and never will make my husband seem less than he is. Less loving, less intelligent, less caring or less hardworking.

I have told that story a couple times after the post and Dale always feels bad because I got a little of it wrong.

Therefore I feel bad.

He was not trying to taunt Riley. He was trying to give her a hug before she went to the table. Riley was the one who tried to turn it into a game. Riley is the one who accidentally dropped the cup after HER game got to be a little too much.

I will always stick up for Dale and I feel like I need to do that now. He feels defenseless, like I put him on the table for slaughter. I never meant to.

I felt frustrated after the "incident" haha but when I posted the story I was in a place where it had became funny and I should have conveyed that more.

I am sorry Dale. I didn't mean to make you look bad. I didn't mean for the blog to become a place to vent my frustrations about you.

 I love you