Perils of The Boymom
October 9, 2011
A cautionary tale:
Cleaning up the yard after last weekend’s storm, I was dumping water and leaves out the toy bins and ran across a small bowl filled with rain water. Turning it over on the ground, I saw that one of the boys’ toy lizards was inside and reached down to pick it up.
On closer examination, I discovered it was NOT a toy lizard. I dropped it, then convinced myself that I had made a silly mistake and picked it up AGAIN. This time, I confirmed that indeed, it was not a rubber lizard but a very dead, water-logged lizard. I spent the next half hour screaming and doing the icky dance, while being consoled by my 4-yr-old, who was not at all disturbed.
Just another harrowing moment in the life of a Boymom.
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Adelle Gabrielson 
That. Was. Hil-A-rious!
Cool! Please YouTube yourself reenacting the icky dance.
A couple days ago I picked up what I thought was a black Polly pocket shoe on the stairs. It turned out to be a kitty nugget. :S I totally did the icky dance.