I have a feeling D's stories are on their way.
As I am fixing the boys a snack, I heard a weird noise... needing to be checked out type, but for some reason I froze in a 'what is that.. let's figure this out' mindset and as I am listening in a mind panic, I was not moving.. just standing trying to figure it out in my head...
then I saw it.
D... on the bar... emptying my new cracked open Pepsi all over the couch and new floor...
Oh.. he so totally got in trouble and he heard about it the entire 10 minutes it took me to wipe up and get the 'stickiness' off the floor.
He is turning into G and that just might kill me.
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How exactly do you survive with 3 men in the house. I am going to need some pointers soon.
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