I spent 2 1/2 hours cleaning the house today only to have Trot merrily walk his way across the living room with about 3 inches of mud on his shoes this afternoon.
Ciera came home with more baggage from Middle School than Logan International Airport sees on a Holiday Weekend.
Rakes somehow managed to get to school and back with 100 Pokemon cards and a cell phone in his pockets and NOT get caught.
And I'm fine with it.
Care to take a guess why?
Tomorrow is Truck Day.
The Last Time
1 year ago
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It's here! It's finally here!
I'll celebrate by... sitting in an arena with an ice surface at a hockey game tomorrow night. LOL
You really need to write a book.
Seriously. :)
Whatever works, Alexis. ;)
And if I only had the time, sis.
It's either that or drink a beer during my lunch hour. The former seems a bit more acceptable.
True.
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