Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Heavy Breathing

With Cora occupied with dice downstairs, and Nyobi contained in her highchair, my husband and I stopped for a quick moment of hugs and kisses. In the middle of a steamy embrace, a hubba hubba, heavy breathing sound of excitement filled the room. Unfortunately it didn't emit from either myself nor my husband.

It was Nyobi. In one of those romance killing displays of child excitement, she was doing her usually exhuberant sounding talking efforts. To a couple with kissing on their mind, it sounded like a telephone stalker whose panting lust induced sweat seems to drip through the phone line.

Our laughter brought Cora up from the basement. "Whats funny Mommy?" She asked.

I still do not know how to answer her. I just hope she beleives that Dad was tickling me.

Monday, February 2, 2009

Lunch Anyone?

Today Cora cooked me a special lunch. One bag of Tortilla chips, a couple cheddar fish crackers, and some honey, a dash of salt, and some water. Mixed together and set until the the chips turn into a gooey soup, this delicious meal was brought to my attention in a HUGE bowl. I must have a big appetite.

It a squeal of gratitude I kissed her and told her I'd take her outside. Once she was gone from the kitchen, I began my Lunch.

I did not even taste it. I just dumped it down the disposal, and smacked my lips at the wonderful love with which is was prepared.