Monday, May 30, 2011

Lord, help me.

MommyMommyMommyMommyMommyMommyMommyMommyMommyMommyMommyMommy! Tellhimtostop!  Ididn'tdoit!  Idon'tknowwhereitis!  She'schasingmeandIdon'twantherto!  Youweren'teatingthem!  StopitorI'mtelling!  Shehitme!  Hehitme!  It'smydaysoIgettochoose!  Youneedtoshare!  Ididsayplease!  MommyMommyMommyMommyMommyMommy!

It's 8:44am on the first day of the first week of summer.  How's your day going?



  1. Letter To A Future William:

    I came over to your house when you were 4. We played a game of catch. You made up an infinite number of rules and by the end of it we were playing dodgeball. If I hit you in the groin I scored one billion points. So if you can't have kids when you get older, don't blame me, they were your rules buddy!


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