Being a mom means you don’t get to eat the M&Ms off the top of the birthday cake because your little one didn’t get many on his slice. It means you put them to the side of your plate nearest the little one, and when he sneaks them off your plate, with a great big grin, you pretend to be shocked. Oh, did you want those? How convenient!
Seven Angels, Four Kids, One Family
Sometimes sarcasm is the only sane response
Thanks for giving me my grin of the day! Also, now you’ve got me craving M&Ms…
Me too, since I didn’t get any. :-b
Your comment on QueryShark to the Feb. 4, posting is one of the funniest, wittiest, smartest pieces of writing I’ve read in a very, very long time. It was so superb that I would be guilty of neglect if I didn’t tell you this.
Thanks for the savory meal.
Thank you. 🙂