Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Bad daddy...

Her's my conversation with Jake as we are driving home after I pick him up from school.

Mommy--So how was your day?

Jake--good, how was yours?

Mommy--good. What did you learn today?

Jake--nothing, how was Grayson?

Mommy-Good, he missed you.

Jake--oh, there's that thing daddy was mad at today on the way to school this morning.

Mommy--what thing?

Jake--that big white thing right there that tells you how fast your going. You can only go 20 miles per hour. Daddy says that's bullshit.

Mommy--Daddy shouldn't have said that but you don't repeat bad words. You know that's a bad word.

Jake--I forgot. Sorry

Grayson--shit.

Any wonder why my head hurts.

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