I've sent the boys to play in their bedroom. I need a little time out. It's 10 am. I have a babysitter coming in two hours. Still need the time out...
From the bedroom I hear; CRASH...harharharharhar!!! "Let's do that again!!" "OK!!" CRASH...harharharhar!!! CRASH...etc...etc... this goes on for around four minutes.
Two thoughts go through my head, 1). What could that possibly be? and 2). Do I really Need to Know?
I love the part in all good action movies where the head guys says... "This is a 'need to know' problem and you DON'T need to know."
So really, do I need to know?
Probably not. But I can smell someone in need of a pit stop, so I'll go check out the carnage...
3 comments:
...and...what were they up to???
exactly what I was thinking!
Your stinkin' blog wouldn't let me comment yesterday. I'm ticked. Anywho, that's what I was going to ask :)
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