Today was the day that I had to pack my boys up and send them on their way down south to Texas where the weather was sunny and warm with a chance of spontaneous rainbows and possible light shower of Skittles falling from the sky.
I know that they aren't going to miss me nearly as much as I will miss them. Especially after our conversation on the way to the airport.
Munchkin was in the backseat practising his whistle (he loves the 'cat calling' whistle, and I am just waiting for him to do this just as a buxom blonde walks by) and after remarking on his whistle, decided to fill us in on how he learned to do such a thing.
"I learned how to whistle one day while I was in the bathroom. I sat on the potty and taught myself how. I was, like, so happy!"
And, like, so am I.
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14 years ago
That is so funny! And I love how you opened this post about skittles falling from the sky!
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