I sat down next to Sofia and we glued glitter on our masks and rolled colored tissue paper into teeny tiny balls. Sofia looked at me and said, "Wow Mommy, you are really good at rolling balls!" I kissed her...one of the finest compliments I've ever received in my life:-)Then, all of the sudden, Sofia Madyson dropped the "F" bomb when I made a tissue ball too big. I almost passed out. Good thing the little Italian children don't know the "F" bomb. She saw me turn white and immediately said, "Oh sorry, Mommy," then she burst out laughing.
My house is a disaster, I'm constantly at war for work and personal life...every single day Jordan comes home from school dying to find the Wii game he ordered from Ebay that NEVER FREAKIN' COMES, so he complains, moans and bitches driving me up a freakin' wall....although...and this is a big although...he learned the introduction to "Smoke on the Water" on his electric guitar today and that was H*O*T!
I want to go back to second grade, roll tissue balls and play Barbies - No Ken Doll Allowed...the Barbie Convertible a must.
