Son 1: We are all midgets compared to dad. He is the tallest in our house.
Son 2: Yup. he's the tallest.
Son 1: But mom is the oldest person in our house.
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Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Sunday, February 15, 2009
My Valentines dAy present from my Husband
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
TRANNY PANTIES!!!!!!!!
I was on a search for skanky panties. I found them, of course, at wal-mart. I hate the place, but I was on an emergency Drain-O run for the gallery with my co-worker and friend Maria. We also picked up some groceries :(. Then I spotted them glistening in the fluorescent lights. I took them home to see if they did anything for the husband. He was repelled and informed me that they were not slutty dirty ho panties. They were tranny panties. So of course I took them to work the next day and this is what Maria and did with them.
Monday, January 5, 2009
So my boys were in the tub early this morning. they are 7 and 4. When I went to get them out my youngest, David, announced to me that "We are finding our balls." Then they pinched their testicles to show me how they can isolate their little nads. I write this stuff down so I can remember and use it as blackmail when they are older.
I just sent my oldest, Chad, to the bus stop. I always feel anxiety about this. This is the first year he's taken the bus, and for about the first nine weeks he wanted me to walk him to the bus stop, then he told me he wanted to walk alone. It's only a block and a half away but it still makes me nervous. we don't have any kids on our street to send him with. We live on retirement row. I decided to to let him. He feels so proud and independent. I don't want to squash those feelings. But on my super anxious days, I drive by the bus stop on the way to work and look for signs of a struggle, then call the school to make sure he got there in one piece.
I just sent my oldest, Chad, to the bus stop. I always feel anxiety about this. This is the first year he's taken the bus, and for about the first nine weeks he wanted me to walk him to the bus stop, then he told me he wanted to walk alone. It's only a block and a half away but it still makes me nervous. we don't have any kids on our street to send him with. We live on retirement row. I decided to to let him. He feels so proud and independent. I don't want to squash those feelings. But on my super anxious days, I drive by the bus stop on the way to work and look for signs of a struggle, then call the school to make sure he got there in one piece.
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anxiety,
etsy,
family,
funny,
kiids,
love,
moms,
motherhood,
school bus
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