There's one born every minute.

After an exasperating evening last night (as per my previous post), Goldie has a new trick up her adorably chubby and dimpled sleeve: Today as she was being told no, please do not sit on mommy's new $2k laptop or you will be made into toddler stew, she looked me in the eye and said "I love you mama." I stopped dead in my enraged tracks. "What was that Goldie?" " I love you too!" She exclaimed. Holy crap. I was physically unable to be pissed off. She rendered me tickled pink. So now I'm all......"sure, you can have cookies and frapaccinos for lunch and of course you don't really need a nap, you want to stick your finger into sissy's soft spot and then a light socket? No problem!"

Not. Good.

In other news, I thought I was being incredibly clever by finding tea tree oil shampoo at the store so I wouldn't have to go to the salon to pick it up. It smelled reminiscent of something from my past, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Oh well, I just saved like $10 and a trip across town. Am genius. I tried it out last night and while I was stepping out of the shower I realized what it smelled like. Dog Shampoo. So either I had treated my Schnauzer to really good hair care, or I smell like a wet dog.