Then it happened.
I was, according to the six year old....a BUTT HEAD.
Verbal is the goal right? Everyone wants their kids to talk?
Sometimes the charm of that is lost on me.
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| most of the time she loves me |
Monday, February 25, 2013
Oh no she di'ent!
This morning was going great (for a Monday). I was up on time, got all lunches made and packed with minutes to spare. All kids were awoken gently (as opposed to OMG GET UP I SLEPT IN!), cleansed, fed, coiffed and had time to relax before their buses arrived. This is great I thought to myself. I wish every morning could be like this (minus the teen drama that exists every.stinking.morning...).
Then it happened.
I was, according to the six year old....a BUTT HEAD.
Verbal is the goal right? Everyone wants their kids to talk?
Sometimes the charm of that is lost on me.
Then it happened.
I was, according to the six year old....a BUTT HEAD.
Verbal is the goal right? Everyone wants their kids to talk?
Sometimes the charm of that is lost on me.
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