Friday, January 16, 2004
Big Mac or Whopper?
The kids are sick again. Good Lord, woman. What is going on there? You must be feeding them nothing but Doritos and clothing them only in flipflops and a bandana.
Ah, yes. Terrible mother. It could also be that I send my kid to nursery school, aka the germ factory. Last month, one parent thought that it would be better that her child attend school with open wounds from the chicken pox, rather than the parent miss one day of work. Thank you for sharing.
As Ian rests a warm head on my shoulder, Jonah picks his nose.
Jonah, stop picking your nose.
I can't, mom. I have three or four burgers in there.
The kids are sick again. Good Lord, woman. What is going on there? You must be feeding them nothing but Doritos and clothing them only in flipflops and a bandana.
Ah, yes. Terrible mother. It could also be that I send my kid to nursery school, aka the germ factory. Last month, one parent thought that it would be better that her child attend school with open wounds from the chicken pox, rather than the parent miss one day of work. Thank you for sharing.
As Ian rests a warm head on my shoulder, Jonah picks his nose.
Jonah, stop picking your nose.
I can't, mom. I have three or four burgers in there.
