Kids!
Kids!
I was sick of being at home, so I came up with a plan. I took the recycling in, planning to use it for lunch but it was only $10…duh. So I’ll just give the coupon to our family project. Anyway, then I told the kids we could go to the BK in Fillmore with a big playground that they always ask about whenever we’ve driven by. So we spent about an hour at BK where the kids had a blast and then on the way back we stopped at a new furniture store I heard about with pretty good prices. On the way to drop my mom off (she came along to give me adult company) Riley (5) says, “We never do anything fun.” I wanted to scream. What the heck am I doing wrong?
December 21st, 2005 at 9:58 pm
OMG! Sam pulls that crap on me regularly. It drives me crazy. If they don’t get over it by the time their teens maybe we’ll send them to Mexico or Africa for a week.
December 22nd, 2005 at 8:41 am
Oh, yeah. That’s another part of the contract they sign in the womb. It includes alot of stuff, like asking “why?” 27 times during the same 2 mile car ride, easily wedging their heads into small spaces so that when you have to pull it out you are the bad guy for making them hurt, and honeslty telling grandma in front of all the other relatives that she smells funny. It’s an agreement they make, and they have to follow through.
December 22nd, 2005 at 4:42 pm
Sounds like fun! Can’t wait!
December 26th, 2005 at 10:08 pm
I’m with Kristi! Good thing Avery can’t talk yet!