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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Monday, January 22, 2018
Breakfast
(2012) Skeet has been gone on a business/band trip since Wednesday. When I asked Dylan and Lily what they wanted for breakfast this morning, they said, "Daddy."
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