I've been there; done that. My mom never wore undies, except on Sunday for church (and I never understood why that was so important) and I would be laying in the floor watching television and she would step over me to go somewhere. HELLO!! Christ, mom. I'm just glad she didn't have dandruff or I might have choked on skin.
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I would love to have a mid-life crisis but I don't have time.If someone had told me I would be raising a 9 year old joke cracking/question asking/chocolate milk slurping/whirling dervish/boy at my tender age of 57 I would have given them the "have you gone mad?" look and asked for extra olives in my martini.But I can't and I am so I won't.Welcome to my world.
3 comments:
The first one is enough to put any kid in therapy for years.
Coffeypot:
Thats the whole point...
I've been there; done that. My mom never wore undies, except on Sunday for church (and I never understood why that was so important) and I would be laying in the floor watching television and she would step over me to go somewhere. HELLO!! Christ, mom. I'm just glad she didn't have dandruff or I might have choked on skin.
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