When you have three boys ranging from 6 to 14 (Now 7-16), you never know what is going to be said.
3 Monkeys
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Not Again
On the way back from the mall, Ian and Connor were eating cherry slushies. They started putting there hands on the other ones neck or arms because their hands were so cold. Ian touched my neck while I was singing along with the radio and I went to a falsetto. They all laughed and I said to Ian,"You know if you spilled that on your lap you'd be singing falsetto for a while." Ian,"Things are shrinking just thinking about it." Me,"An hour from now you'll be saying come on out boys it's okay, it's gone" Ian,"It's hell when they drop for a second time. Here it comes Puberty Two!"
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