So...my kids are serious note writers when I am on the phone. Their lives have all been threatened on numerous occasions so they have adapted. It works. This was a personal favorite of ours. It demonstrates the sensitive balance that coexists in our home.
We are now privvy to all sorts of fun new terms like nipple cripple, nads, twig and berries, man sac, tak'n a waz, wazz'n the wizzer, potato chip farts, diaper brownies, butt gems, and so on. I reprimand ALL DAY LONG, only to realize (often in between my hysterical laughing) that this is my fate for the next 15 years. That might even be cutting it short. ahhh, boys.
Sunday, July 1
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