Monday - "Dog, when you stop to poop, please come to a complete stop. This multi-tasking of walking & pooping is messy and looks utterly ridiculous." (138)
(Let's just say it doesn't end up looking like this!)
Tuesday - "Son, when you announce your leaning toward vegetarianism, I may need a few days to purchase sandwich material. I'm not bloody psychic!" (136)
Wednesday - "Of course none of the shorts that I've just bought the 8 y/o fit. I hate shopping with kids, but I may have to take him along next time. Pah" (140 - Yes! Nailed it!)
Thursday - "What?!? It's not Friday yet. Gah - I hate it when I get out of bed thinking it's one day only to find I have a whole nuther 24 hours to go." (139)
Friday - "No son, you can't have the car tonight. I need it. Just because you passed your driving test yesterday doesn't mean it's "our" car. Sigh." (138)
Congratulations to your big lad for passing his driving test. Do you need a large gin to calm your nerves for the foreseeable future?
ReplyDeleteThanks for noticing I have an advanced porker!! First I trained her to use the toilet and flush and then it was only a matter of time before she was taught to type with her little paws.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing your tweets. I am looking forward to my daughter learning to drive as I am shit at driving and have no sense of direction so I want her to drive me about. Alas she is still only 11 so I've a few years to go for the full chauffeur service yet!
PMSL. Does this mean we are going to continue along this vein forever more? Somehow feels I am cutting myself short. Or something like that.
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LCM x
Done a few posts in tweets but never my week, might have to grab this idea, fab.
ReplyDeleteMich x