I am watching two boys this week. One is 6 and the other is 9. They play video games, build legos, and run around with their Star Wars action figures...this brings comfort to my heart, because it means things haven't changed all that much.
Being a mom is a rough gig...no joke.
These kids, are..how shall I say this...filthy stinkin' rich. And yesterday on the way home from school the older one informed me (multiple times) that, "your car is really old"....So I stuck my tongue out at him and said, "Yeah, well.. you're nine, at least I have a car" ....obviously I took the mature route.
5 comments:
gosh, I know how you feel. I was mom for a month and it was nuts. They say that babysitting is the best brith control, and it is SO SO SO true.
lauren and I played mom and dad for a total of 4 days and now we are waiting 10 years. I feel for you. Bye the way I am glad that Nate has you in Vegas. And I am glad that you and mom are going to hang out at the Lion with us on March 4
you tell em rose! little bastard kids... : )
Your car can run over any nine year-old. Give them all hell.
I love you sister
hey. i just decided that i am going to name my two future children ransom and rosie. and i immediately decided i had to find your blog and tell you. don't worry, mine won't be filthy rich and will learn to appreciate what i call "missionary" cars.
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