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.
This will be my first blog. I am copying the big brother. Seems like I did that a lot growing up. A little background first. I am the only girl in a family of three kids. We are all grown with our own children and still (even being almost 31) that weirds me out. When did we become adults and what exactly does that mean. We still tease,poke, and prod each other. The funny thing? Now it feels like there is so much love behind it. It seems like we all except each other for our similarities and our differences. Maybe that is what makes us adults. Who knows .
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