Today I have been sick, not pregnancy sick, but actually sick-sick. Today I had all the kids play outside for a while, and I was resting on the couch. I must have fallen asleep...when I did wake up and stood up from the couch, and bunch a rocks, not pebbles, but rocks came rolling out of my shirt. I guess when I fell asleep one or all of my children thought it would be funny to stick rocks down my shirt (and of course I had NO CLUE). I will admit I thought it was rather funny too, but I think we failed at the caring type :-)
Yesterday during sacrament, Kyler was being, well Kyler. So I took him out in the hall for a few minutes. He was so mad at me, because I threw away his little water cup from the sacrament. So he was trying to scratch me and professing the he hated me, when finally he decided on what you could tell he thought the worst insult ever would be, and he yelled out " I will even hate you at Christmas!"....I must be getting the crappy mom award if my son has declared that even on the most perfect of all days, even that very special Christmas day, he would still hate me....yes, I did find that funny too, but I wont let him know that quite yet.
2 comments:
Ha ha that's hilarious!
Too funny they put rocks in your shirt, and you slept through it! Where do they come up with thus stuff?
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