My boys may be coming down with some very terrible illness. Either that, or I have to go buy a lottery ticket. My day was SPOOKY!
Carter had therapy which he loves.
Connor and I went to the gym where I actually RAN (yes, ran, people) on the treadmill.
Boys listened intently as I read a short story by Langston Hughes and then intelligently discussed Harlem Renaissiance.
Boys played nicely together.
But the kicker here???? They each asked for and DEVOURED 3 helpings of cauliflower mash potatoes which I can only kindly describe as white barf. Don’t let Bob & Jillian (Biggest Loser) lie to you. They DO NOT taste just like mashed potatoes.
So, should I call the CDC and report this strange illness? or go buy a lottery ticket?
Bask in the glow…god knows it doesn’t happen like that very often! LOL
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Wait…you cooked? That is SPOOKY!
Duh, no, Bob cooked.
I actually like colliflower mashed potatoes! lol
Good for you having a nice fun day with the kids!
Those are always priceless.
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GREAT BOYS’GREAT DAY’THERE ARE ONLY 2 MORE MONTHS AND THIS YEAR IS (OVER) THANK YOU lORD
Any ONE of those would be perfect. But ALL of them!?
Wow. You put my perfect moment to shame.
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