Life's A Beach Part 2
The ants came marching in our house
Hoorah, Hoorah
They found a peanut on the floor
Hoorah, Hoorah
The Princess freaked; Queen Mother cried
The King, he sprayed; The ants all died
And we all decided
not
to eat
anymore
tonight.
Most excellent post! (Sorry about the ants, though.)
Posted by: Rebecca | May 11, 2008 at 08:42 PM
I am totally singing that. I can't believe you.
xox
Posted by: Jen | May 11, 2008 at 10:15 PM
Flippin' hilarious!
You always make me smiles! Thanks!
Smiles to you,
Jen
Posted by: jennifer gordon | May 12, 2008 at 03:44 AM
I found your blog through Melanie's blog. You are a crack up. I so don't like ants. Once they come, there is nothing you can do. If you chase them from one room, they find another. If you close one hole, they create another. And then one day you wake up to discover they've moved on to someone else's home.
Posted by: Audrey Okaneko | May 12, 2008 at 01:40 PM
Ants are our friends - or at least we need to pretend they are or I would freak out daily. They love our kitchen...and our patio...and my bedroom...and our cat food...
Posted by: Bahama Mama | May 13, 2008 at 06:33 PM