I'm trying to finish up some work. I have two outstanding issues with job number two. Kids are home and interrupting and it is hard to concentrate.
I haven't yelled or been really stressed out, but I did ask the kids to leave the room I'm in and go to the playroom.
Next thing I know, B is tapping me on the leg. He handed me a beer and said, "Here, this is for you. See, happy mommy!"
That's bad.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
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It seems that B's answer to everything is beer. This is nice, but could be a bad habit for a three year old.
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