This is going to sound stupid, but I have had so much swimming around in my head and events this week that I simply could not form a post about any of it.
My baby boy turned 8 years old and we celebrated with a sleepover complete with tents in the back yard. We played laser tag and I let him make his own cake (he wanted to). We had a wonderful time and his little friend was a very well behaved child. I hope that E is that good when he goes to someone's home.
The boys made it until about 9:30 in the tent. They then decided that they would not be able to sleep due to the noise outside (and they were scared to death)
I will post more later I need sleep.
Hubs is an ass today....you are Eric.....Pure Ass that oozes rancid grease.
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"Pure ass that oozes rancid grease"... I'm going to use that line on DH the next time he's a jerk!!!
Happy 8th birthday!
I'd swear on a stack of Bibles that M. goes out of his way to piss me off right before ovulation. I think it's because he knows that either way he's getting sex.
8! Where does time go?
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