The life and times of Fred, Anna and Elliot Seckman.
I'm sorry that's how your day began. You're not alone, though. Just last weekend my dearest son proclaimed that my teeth "are yellow!" for all around to hear. Pay no mind that I had just finished eating Cheetos.If I wasn't responsible for his WELL-being, oh the stink eye I would've given him.....
aren't kids total jerks sometimes?! :) Belle is always announcing my bad breath. we picked berries this morning. Feeling stir-crazy by 9am is never good.
I like when my daughter says, in a tone of marvel and admiration: "Mommy, you already had seconds and we're not even done!" B**ch, please. But I just smile and grit my teeth and stop eating.
Well... at least he didn't mistake them for a t-shirt, as mine once did. Talk about OUCH.Hope your day's lookin' up!
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