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Fun On Our Fieldtrip… Because I Said So!
Last week, Hunter’s school had a fieldtrip to the zoo. I have been excited about this trip for weeks now (I love the zoo), although I cannot say the same for him. Hunter is my sensitive soul… he is cautious and leery about most things. Sometimes I secretly smile inside about this. Needless to say, the idea of visiting lions and tigers and bears did not appeal to him.
So, that morning after breakfast I begin simultaneously packing our lunches and yelling “get dressed, get dressed, are you dressed yet?!” over and over again. A typical weekday morning. This always ends with me going upstairs and finishing the process… much to his dismay. Not that he minds the help, he’s just always disappointed that, unlike dad, I make him change either the blue camo pants or the green camo shirt. I understand that this does not sound like THAT bad of a combination… but words cannot explain the clashing that happens when these two garments meet. Continue reading
Grass Is Yucky
Mere moments before she realized I put a hat on her and all hell broke loose. We are also painfully aware now that the child does not like the feel of grass. AT ALL…
I said GOOD DAY!
Oh no… no no no no no. This is bed time. I am going to bed. You are not coming over here and you do not have a camera in your hand because I am going to bed. Bed time. Bed. Time.
Oh noo. You are. This is a joke, right? Tell me this is some sort of sick joke. This has to be done at this exact second, does it. Nice. Real Nice.
Are you a complete imbecile? How are you not picking up on this? Bed Time. BED TIME. I said GOOD DAY!
Okay. Here’s how this is gonna go. I’m gonna count to 3. Then I’m gonna go upstairs, get into your laundry basket and poop on your clothes. That’s right. I said I am going to poop in your laundry basket.
You fucking suck
