There’s nothing to see here. We’ve spent the last 3 days celebrating the fact that I’m now officially the parent of a teenager. And by celebrating, I mean I’ve been dragging out the baby album and holding it to my bosom while I lay in the fetal position. Weeping. The celebration culminated with a trip to Disney Studios with dear friends and family, wherein now all I can think about is cutting off my own feet…
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Lastly, I would like to direct your attention to the most hilarious parenting accounting that I’ve ever read. Ever. Seriously. I lost my body weight in tears that flew from my eyes. There is one $2 curse word contained within, but it’s the same one that I heard Fiddledaddy mutter when he thought he lost Jensen today at Disney World. He didn’t. Jensen had simply hitched a ride in someone else’s stroller.
Happy Halloween. I’m dressing as a pitcher of pink Koolaid. Story to follow. If it ends well.















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Sheesh, I didn’t take your “warning” seriously! I nearly died trying not to wake the house with laughter! I’ll never look at penguins the same.
OMGosh!!! I haven’t laughed this hard in I don’t know how long! What makes it especially difficult (to laugh, that is) is that I just had shoulder surgery 7 days ago and I have discovered that one needs the full use of ones ENTIRE torso to laugh properly, tears and all!!! I am sending this one directly to my DIL who is the proud mother of my 22 month old granddaughter…I think she will get a much needed release of “emotions” from this one! Potty training has not commenced as of this date and this will no doubt put it off for some time!!
Oh my goodness. I am having to take breaks from reading it to calm down and wipe my tears.
Once, I would have made a great murderer, too. I do believe all of us mama’s who’ve lived through potty training would have at one point or another. Thank you for sharing that!
So glad Jensen was simply in someone else’s stroller. All’s well that ends well.
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