TheRecurringTheme

It seems like I am finding myself squished. Again. This isn't something new at all. This is just something that I have forgotten over the last four months of hermit-like solitude. Do I welcome this recurrence that I find myself in? Helplessly clinging onto the little space I am given by my Elder Sages?!?!? I can't really say. Maybe it's because I am having too much fun.

Their back! Their back....what now? Well, with the sudden "child to space" ratio plummeting to almost nothing I have sudden increase in "child to laugh" ratio. Chaos has spread through out this tiny apartment once again. And I am loving every second of it.

It's nice, now I don't have to worry about warming up the shower water because it was already used by someone else! The toilet seat is now at a constant warm, relaxing temperature!  Now I don't have to warm it myself before using it (lemme tell you, doin that was a real pain, you try it)! Though my body soap is being used at a rapid pace (which is a good thing in some respects)....first world problems are always present with us.

"Wow, look at all this food! Yogurt pretzels?!?!?"

"Yeah, they're just yogurt pretzels. Calm down."

"YOGURT PRETZELS!?!?!"

                                                ~Elder Sage Sibling the Second and Missingnomer

We are almost done with most of my- I mean my parents desserts. Lots of snack cakes and Christmas treats are being eaten at a rapid pace. Eh, they can have em. Just don't eat the Women of my Origin's leftovers....they are mine!