Do you ever have one of those days when you think you really have it going on?
You know, the cute outfit, great hair, sunny mood, glorius spring weather?
I was having one of those days until five minutes ago.
When my youngest son (11) walked in the door from school, came over to where I was sitting, and with the most sympathetic, pathetic look I've ever seen on his sweet face, patted my hair and said:
I looked at him with the kind of look only a woman could muster and said:
Without missing a beat he said:
Moral of the story:
Kids don't bullshit.
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