My son runs up to me: MY BUNS ARE ON FIRE!
Dammit kid, I’m a BLOGGER not a FIREMAN.
So I grabbed my iPhone.
If you can’t see the video, click here.
If you want to move into my house, click here. Okay, there isn’t anything to click on but since y’all were so so kind yesterday, I thought that I’d offer.
And if you hate videos or want to take a minute to support my new review site, This Blogger Makes Fun of Stuff, I pretty much wrote the best review ever of a washing machine cleaner. Low bar, I know, but STILL, you should probably read it before you do anything else today. Unless you don’t like laughing. Or minty-fresh washing machine breath. Seriously, even my husband said: Well if this post sucks, at least you are linking to a hilarious one.
Go read: If You Have A Washing Machine That Smells Like A Hippie, I Can Help You










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OH… I admit, I truly thought your son was baking and having a terrible fire incident.
But this makes it less weird you vlogged instead of helped.
Though I wouldn’t judge either way.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhrgh!
Oddly… now I want cinnamon buns.
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Burnt buns are sad indeed.
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Ahhhhh! I so love this game!
Stop. Drop. And ROOOOOOLLLLLLL!!!!!
I think I actually just squeed. and his sis is going along like, I’m not really sure what’s happening but it seems fun!
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Adorable video. Sounds like you had an amazing Valentine’s day!