My lovely (full of sarcasm) children were so well behaved this morning. Then IT happened. They were sitting at the table eating lunch and I was talking to Clint in the kitchen. That is when IT happened. I thought I was hearing things, so I Continued on with my conversation. Then IT happened again. I decided to ignore IT. I did not want to draw attention to IT. I am just hoping IT won't happen again. If IT happens again, my child may get the ass beating of a lifetime. What could IT be? My little Steven was heard saying, "SHUT-UP MOMMA". Oh my god!!! I do not think Clint heard it over my babbling, but make no mistake, IT was said. If IT is said again...HOLY SHIT...HOLD ME BACK.
I was considering a new layout, a new title, well just an overall new feel to my blog. I mean some things have changed since I first started recording my thoughts and feelings of the going ons in my everyday life. Well, I am no longer taking Paxil and well, crap.....I think that is it. I thought the poop was really no longer an issue as well until this week. Someone decided that an oopsie poopsie was not something they might share with their mother. You know the lady who does the laundry. I was blessed with the joy, upon removing clean clothes form the laundry, an overwhelming smell of shit. Yep, SHIT!!!! I had almost all the clothes in the dryer and noticed a wad, a ball, a massive roll of poop. Apparently someone had pooped enough in their underwear and then just snuck it into the dirty laundry. GROSS!!!! I mean really?!?!?!? You don't think you might have at least given me a heads up so that I could pre-clean the undies. Man, boys are so gross!
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