Cooper: "For Christmas, I want a Florida Gators jersey and a Dallas Cowboys jersey."
Me: "You're killin' me kid."
Were those words actually spoken by my sweet, precious child?
If he didn't look just like the Captain, I'd swear there was some sort of hospital mix-up.
In the meantime, please excuse me while I pull the knife out of my back.
Then I'm gonna' ground him until April....
Monday, December 14, 2009
Cruisin' for a Brusin'
I'm rambling about my kids, sports, things I really really really don't like
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My son enjoys choosing the teams opposite my husbands all time favorite. He's a contrarian.
Merry Christmas!
Oh the pain our children give us!
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