I really wanted to do a post about Josh loosing his first tooth but I can't find the camera cord thingie that you use to download them from your camera to your computer.
So we'll just go with this silly story that popped in my head this morning. When we were first married we lived in an upstairs apartment. It wasn't super nice but it was home and at that point we didn't really care.
One night while cooking dinner I saw a tail sticking out from under one of the cabinets. I freaked out and screamed. Jeff came running in and here's the conversation we had...
Me ~ "There was a huge tail sticking out right there."
Him ~ "Oh, you found our pet lizard, huh?"
Me ~ "Pet lizard... are you insane? You knew that thing was living in here and you didn't say anything or try and get him out?"
Him ~ "Well, I just figured he wasn't really hurting anything so he could stay."
Me ~ "It needs to go like now! You have to catch it and get it out of here!!"
Him ~ Tries for a while and then says "I can't get to him right now but he'll be out as soon as I can find him."
Me ~ "Fine!!"
The next morning I get done with my shower and grab my towel. I start drying off and then all of a sudden that stupid lizard jumped off into the shower. He was hanging out on my towel!! I screamed and all but there were no conversations to be had because Jeff had already left for work. You better believe I called him though and told him all about it.
Well, I trapped him under a box and taped it to the floor. Jeff took care of him when he got home and we never saw that thing again!
Let me just make it clear... we will never have a "pet lizard" in our home!!