Monday, January 11, 2010

Spilt milk

It used to be

Oh, I'll cry

But not anymore.
I'm estatic to say that I no longer have to cry over spilt milk.
I'm done. Finished.

Done with the nifty backpack

and torture apparel.
Done with the daisy-the-cow door sign, pulled blinds, and locked door.
I'm no longer a mobile milkmaid.


Me, You, or Ellie said...

LOL. I mean at the comic, not at you.

Congrats! Although it must be a little bittersweet, too?

May I please request an updated Little C photo soon? I am not getting enough of her in my life.


Me, You, or Ellie said...

Not bittersweet in the slightest because I'm still nursing baby girl at home, before bed and in the mornings; I've just given up pumping.

Good ridance, I say. And now I have time for mid-day pints!


Kathi D said...

So, are you done with that cool bra? Can I have it?

Me, You, or Ellie said...

Wow, it's the end of an era! Of course, we thought that was the case after your little M girl ... so I guess you never know! Congrats on the return of lunchtime drinking!