Me: (to the dog) Stop licking!
J: (from the next room) Sorry!
G: Do you want me to finish the rest of this cake?
He’s such an unselfish child.
M: (to whatever parental unit will respond) Can I drive?
He’s 15 with a learner’s permit and nothing else exists right now except for learning to drive.
Hubby: Good morning, beautiful.
The greeting I hear each morning from the daily phone call I receive from my husband.
This week was progress report week for the boys. And there was the requisite wailing and gnashing of teeth that typically goes along with progress reports. Yes, we have been in school long enough to get progress reports.
Happy Friday to everyone and I hope y’all have a great weekend!