Greetings and salutations. We are still here. Mrs. Shife has a doctor's appointment tomorrow to see what is going on with Occupy Belly: Day 283.
In other news, there was some interesting developments to our checking account as we had to call a plumber to unclog the toilet. I am not going to mention any names, but a certain 3-foot-tall little person decided to flush one of his action figures down the toilet. Well all 4 inches of Scuba Steve - as we affectionally called him until I got the bill from the plumber then it was more like Sh*!&%#! Steve - evidently wanted to try out his diving equipment and got sent on his merry way by his commanding officer. Unfortunately, he was unable to carry out his mission of getting Tank Tank a promiscuous poodle as he got stuck in the toilet flange. So that $5 dollar toy ended up costing me about $150. And then the plumber reminded that this is only the beginning.
I will persevere. I will keep moving forward. I will be the stream.
Oh no! That blankety blank Steve!ReplyDelete
Been there... had a son who loved Ninja Turtles and decided to send his back home to their sewer. They wanted to hang on for more pizza.
Hugs to the Mrs. Soon...
It could have been worse. He could have literally flushed cash down the toilet.ReplyDelete
Cute story. I'm lucky to say that I never had any trouble with our daughter putting things down the toilet. Once at daycare she did shove julienned beets up her nose and they came out later at home. I thought she was hemmoraging ;-) It didn't cost me anything though.ReplyDelete
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OMG I remember it well.... toilet paper was the fad in my house... all unwound and stuffed down the loo. When I say all, I mean all four rolls from anew packet. The plumber said the nice little lad had sheer determination ... that wasn't what I called it.... or him.ReplyDelete
Maybe tomorrow? Don't worry, dates are often only random ones.
Would probably be easier and cheaper all round if you gave him a wad of cash to flush down the toilet next time ;o)ReplyDelete
brings back memories. our cute little daughter used to toss her brother's hot wheels and micro machines into the commode.ReplyDelete
occasionally siblings have mild disagreements.
do you go to the shoot out after 5 days of o.t.?
Don't be too mad at the little fellow, he probably just wanted Scuba Steve buried at sea like Osama.ReplyDelete
Too bad Kyle's operation wasn't a complete fraud like the military's, flushing nothing down the toilet wouldn't stop it up.
Sorry, didn't mean to get all conspiracy-ish on you.
Hang in there pops.
You should never have taught Tank how to flush the toilet.ReplyDelete
no blog updates today? does that mean babba is on his / her way at last?ReplyDelete