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, February 5, 2018
Autocorrect
(2014) Bran begged me to let him run in Kroger on the way home one night for Krispy Kremes. He couldn’t find them in the store so he texted me in the car. The autocorrect made for a hilarious conversation!
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