"Boys are found everywhere—on top of, underneath, inside of, climbing on, swinging from, running around or jumping to. Mothers love them, little girls hate them, older sisters and brothers tolerate them, adults ignore them and Heaven protects them. A boy is Truth with dirt on its face, Beauty with a cut on its finger, Wisdom with bubble gum in its hair
and the Hope of the future with a frog in its pocket."
Author: Alan Beck

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Best. Day. EVER.

Have a look at those leaves. It doesn't get more exciting. Fall has arrived, people! Today I am the happiest girl alive. It's pouring rain, and it's a brisk 55 degrees outside. I'm wearing jeans...did you hear that?  I'M WEARING JEANS, and sorting through my cookbooks trying to decide what I'll bake today. 


Today was the first day my boys have worn pants since at least March of this year. You know what that means -They all trotted off to school looking like the Cleaver's. None of them had pants that came past their ankles. Poor kids are bound to get 'the business' from their peeps today


My apologies, boys.

Look on the bright side.  At least you don't have a crazy Aunt Martha who demands you wear the short-pants suit she bought you to school.

 
 
Things could always be worse.

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2 comments:

  1. Your ManSeptember 12, 2012 at 10:41 AM

    Funny girl! I know you're loving this weather...me, not so much.

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  2. declanSeptember 12, 2012 at 12:18 PM

    Please tell me that that picture is slightly embellished, that he pulled his pants up for dramatic effect. Otherwise, the poor kids are going to be face first in a trash can while O'Doyle walks away with their lunch money. Get them new pants NOW or Uncle Dec is going to fly out there and cut 4 inches off every single pair of pants you and Derek own. BELIEVE that!

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