Just a "get your arse to work in the sheet of ice" day. It sucked. Granted, I wasn't doing a weather dance, but I think driving in ice is stoooopid and I was that person today.
Anyway, all is well and my children are still nuts.
Big has started saying, "I don't fink so!" At EVERY THING.
That answer is beyond obnoxious. OBNOXIOUS.
Do you need to potty? IDFS
What do you want for snack? IDFS
Did you hit your brother? IDFS
Can you STOP saying that? IDFS
No longer cute. The gypsies don't come by our house any more. The return to sender tag is worn off, the warranty is expired and the record is broken. I guess I'm stuck hearing IDFS until he's big enough to say an even more obnoxious phrase. I'm scared at the idea of what that might be.
Then again, as I wrote that I just witnessed him trying to stick his head IN the back of his Father's underwear. Maybe IDFS isn't the worst thing he can do or say, eh?
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