Having kids is like tap dancing through a mine field.
How do you tell THAT kid he can't stay up to watch the end of Smackdown when you, at the age of 40, has stayed up past 1:30 a.m. the last 2 nights and most likely tonight to watch a baseball game?
You could do what I did.
Pull the "I'm an adult" card and send him to bed.
Here's to hoping JPB is on his game and I can hit the pillow before then.
Regardless?
It's nice to have him back.
The Last Time
1 year ago
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