True and funny stories from the lighter side of raising my sons and daughter. As the Southern mama of this crew, I'm usually somewhere between "Bless your hearts!" and "Y'all act like you got some sense!" If we ever need to find our way home, we just follow the trail of red clay and glitter.
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Friday, May 19, 2017
Gatorade
This is what you must resort to when you live with boys who eat and drink everything in the house ...even the brand new flavor Gatorade I bought for MYSELF that is ALL gone but this ONE last bottle!!!
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