Its spreading. RB sounds like her now, and her bloggy stuff is confusing. I guess that is okay, but I feel like I am at SOD again. (SOD= School Out Doors) But hey, I got a man willing to drive 700 miles for a blowjob. On that happy note, I bought my son a trampoline. He got in trouble at school for hugging one of his buddies (hugs are only for our Mommies) and spent THREE HOURS in what he calls "The Naughty Chair." I asked where the naughty chair was when I dropped off the boyo at school the next day, but I only got dumb looks from the Teacher. Naturally, I asked his best buddy what Philip did at school the day before, and he told me he sat in the naughty chair. Hmmm. I vote I believe the kids. 4 year olds are less able to lie. He always blames a dinosaur when he screws up bad, and when it is really freakin bad, he blames the dog. So, I bought him a trampoline for being a big-hearted-hugger.
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Everyone loves it. You can't see Smokey, because black doggies blend into the background. Bummer. The pic is from my phone, which explains the poor quality. Another pic I took today was from the yearend awards assembly at school. Philip got a certificate of completion. No awards, but Daymn he was proud of it.
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All the other kids just held theirs up, but he is waving his above his head and Whooping. What a cool kid. The boy doesn't do ANYTHING halfassed. I think enthused kiddos with big hearts need season passes to White Water, don't you? BRB.....Okay, I ordered them online and printed it out. Easy-peasy.
Like I said, I give crap note, but my Hawt hubby is driving 3 hours out of his way to get a BJ from me on his way to Pennsylvania from somewhere south of Laredo TX. The direct way is through Louisana. Pretty neato. He might be stopping over for a couple of hours for me to do his laundry, and not the BJ. Truthfully, I don't care. ;) Time is precious when you only get 46 days a year.
