Chris hasn’t stopped being funny. It’s just been coming on in small quantities that I’ve been collecting over time:
-”Lupe has been taking too many days off. I don’t want to dock her pay, but let’s have her come in already!”
On our messy house and our imaginary housekeeper, Lupe.
- “Good morning belly, good morning uterus, good morning amniotic sac, good morning round ligaments, good morning cervix!”
A semi-regular greeting he likes to do, possibly after he told the kid to hang in there.
- “Your body just knows it needs to wake up and research.”
On me waking up at 5am to resume reading the most recent birthing/parenting/nutrition book or magazine/web article.
- “A stitch in time saves us 5 hours of you being mad at me.”
On spending 10 minutes printing directions to the airport while running late. A very versatile, uber-applicable frame of mind.
- “As a metro-card swiper, I am paying for the best of the best. Will I really be getting the same kind of service from the A train as I would from the F train? I think not.”
Emulating Q&A session with a prospective pediatrician we attended with a group of especially entitled Brooklynites.
“I trust Alisa with mold. Unlike her opponent, she knows mold and she will sure up our bathroom. There will be no additional budget spending, mold is already paid for.”
On cleaning the bathroom.