Poop, Snow Man, and the Rubber Hand Man

There is a walmart bag with dog poop in it on my front doorsteps, humiliating me each time I open the door, welcoming each unknowing visitor. I'm dreading that someone will pick it up and hand it back to me...But then ten seconds later the door closes and I forget about it, and that is why it is still there, almost two full days after being cast out.
Good thing the cold weather negates the smell. Yuck.
Our dog really stinks.
Bekah had a substitute at school today. The second I saw her after school I knew something was up, and I will admit I was a little surprised to hear that according to Bekah, "he (the substitute) was electrocuted and they had to cut off his hand and now it's rubber and he took it off to show us, but I didn't look because I was scared, and there was a bone sticking out and he could turn his hand all the way around on his wrist."
Wow. This guy really upped the ante on Subs, now didn't he.
That's hard to beat.
As Bekah told me this gruesome/funny story she was coloring a picture for her favorite Disney Princess magazine. Kids can submit drawings of their favorite princesses, and so despite never having watched the show, Bekah drew Snow White. With a blue dress. Standing in the snow.
With Snow Man.
Does anyone else find that ridiculously funny and witty, or is it just my parental pride seeping out?
I have to go now, I had a late run to Walmart and it was only ever so slightly traumatic, as in I forgot my list and had to remember everything, which is impossible, thus necessitating a LIST, which I FORGOT. Urg...So as I pounded the aisles in frustration, throwing food in the cart on top of Jacob, who was trying to sleep using the loaves of bread as a blanket, Bekah consoled me by saying very frankly, "But we have to buy food or we'll die."
True. Very true.
So because of that trauma Rus is going to give me a back massage. I'd be crazy to sit here chattin' with you yahoos.
Catch ya later. :)