Snapshot of a morning
The 6yo hops into my room in a tote bag, sack-race style, a beanbag chair strapped to his back.
Me: “What are you doing?”
Him, deadpan: “Living wild.”
A minute later the 8yo comes in, not wanting to go to school.
Me: (Blah blah blah)
Him, changing tack: “I don’t even know why you trust these strangers to take care of us. It isn’t safe.”
Anyone who wonders why this evocative Moscow novel isn’t getting written, it’s because my life wants me to do evocative Erma Bombeck.
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Lisa
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Jan 13, 2016 12:27PM
I have to say, I like their style! (My boys are 2 years old and 7 months old, and already I can see mornings like this happening.)
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