So here is what I was thinking. I have very smart, cute and well behaved (wink wink) children. I am thinking I should sell my eggs to some women who can't use their own. I have GREAT eggs. I wonder how much I could get. If I could raise enough money to pay off Clint's students loans before he got out of the military, we would have such an advantage. Can someone raise that much selling eggs? We could help some poeple have kids while helping ourselves at the same time. what a great idea. I am sure I still have planty of eggs. Oh and I make twins. I dropped two friggin' eggs at one time. I am one fertile bitch. I quit smoking (which is going okay by the way), I am pretty damn healthy, I would quit taking my pills for harvesting time and my kids are friggin' smart as shit. I am not just saying that because I am their mother. You can ask anyone who has met my kids. I should look into it. I really should. Want some eggs?
We have one more week of school here, yet my children have already disconnected the brain switch. I hate to tell them but we will home school throughout the summer. Luckily for them we can get our work done in less then two hours with only three kids and of course the fact that I sneak projects in throughout our everyday activities. Ethan decided he is exempt from the school dress ode because school is almost out and the daughter has jumped on that band wagon. I decided to let it slide. I figure a cute little t-shirt isn't going to ruin any one's grades, they were all turned in on the 24Th, so we will see if I get a call from the school. So today's little golden nugget of delight is brought to you by Ethan. Mom:Ethan, quit messing with your business. Go to your room if you want to do that. Ethan: I am not messing with it, it hurts. It feels like I am going to bleed when I pee. Mom: Oh honey, I am sorry but you will have to go to your Dad. He is in charge of penises. I handl...
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