Holy cow. J is taking me for a ride. I have said it many times on this blog and I know I will continue saying this...the boy is a handful. Seriously...a handful...seriously.
I was changing D's diaper when I heard M scream in the next room. "J! Noooooooooooo!" I start yelling at both kids to come to me instantly. Of course D had a poopy diaper and those are the kind you can't stop in the middle of. M runs in with this in her hand.
What is it, you ask? Oh nothing...JUST THE SCREW TO THE KITCHEN TABLE LEG!!!!!!!
J...I am begging you. Please stop. I don't know where you keep coming up with these ideas, but you are wearing Mommy out.
Don't look at me with that innocent face. You are in big trouble, mister.
I was changing D's diaper when I heard M scream in the next room. "J! Noooooooooooo!" I start yelling at both kids to come to me instantly. Of course D had a poopy diaper and those are the kind you can't stop in the middle of. M runs in with this in her hand.
What is it, you ask? Oh nothing...JUST THE SCREW TO THE KITCHEN TABLE LEG!!!!!!!
J...I am begging you. Please stop. I don't know where you keep coming up with these ideas, but you are wearing Mommy out.
Don't look at me with that innocent face. You are in big trouble, mister.
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