We’ve survived another.
It’s a tough time of year to be a father or mother.
If I hear "open this toy" even just one more time,
I can't be held accountable for committing a crime.
The trash can is full, the lid closed with a clamour,
the get half of these toys out of boxes you need a jackhammer.
Where is my Advil? A headache is here!
But don't forget, it's a most wonderful time of year!
There are several telltale signs that it is the day after Christmas:
- places are wicked crowded because many people have the day off from work,
- parents everywhere are deafened from the ruckus of new toys,
- trashcans, at the curb awaiting pickup, are literally overflowing with gift bags and discarded wrapping paper, and
- neighborhood children everywhere are crowding the streets, tooling around on their new rides.
1 comment:
I like your site name. I couldn't figure it out until it was spaced out on your blog...still working on the post pregnancy mini-brain. Cute Christmas pictures. I wish I would write more, but I don't have the energy to be creative by the time I get on this thing. But leave it to you to be witty, clever and to use your word, "wicked" funny! Yeah to the blog, Ashley!
~Carrie
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