Welcome to my world. Megan, 14. Which may possibly be her final age.
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This morning.
Me: Did you feed the cat and give it it’s medicine?
Her: No.
15 minutes later.
Me: Have you fed the cat yet, we need to get going soon.
Her: I’m doing my hair!
10 Minutes Later
Me: Megan! Have-You-Fed-The-Cat??
Her: No! I’m getting a snack!
5 Minutes later
Me: Megan! Feed the damn cat! We have to go!
Her: Thump, slam! “Whatever!”
Me: If you don’t feed that g@# D!%& M%^&! F^*(ng Cat I’m going to hurt you!
Her: Whatever!
Me: CRASH! (as I clean off her dresser with a swipe of my arm). You wanted that <bleep><bleep> peice of <bleep> cat! You can <bleeping> take care of the worthless little <bleep>. <bleep><bleeping><bleep>! I’m done watching it <bleep> and <bleep> all over my house! Either take care of it or it goes to the <bleeping> pound! Walk to school you ungrateful little <bleep>!!!
So, how did your day start?


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December 11, 2009 at 6:19 PM
Skip
I still think Boys are tougher referencing that. I am willing to trade 1 for 1.
December 12, 2009 at 1:19 AM
Dawn Bennett
LOL!!!
I guess there was a reason God never blessed me with kids! LOL
Rhiannon just graduated from High School! She is so gonna get her ass kicked by the world! LOL. She is so book smart….but not a bit of common sense that she will need to tackle the world.
This is the part I am really going to enjoy as she tries to figure out how the “Real” world works. She has yet to grasp the fact that “No job = Nadda” on the wish list of life!
December 12, 2009 at 2:41 AM
lynn
I will take her!!!!
December 12, 2009 at 4:12 AM
Stephanie
This makes me laugh… A LOT!!! Although I am sure I shouldn’t laugh, I bet I will be there sooner then later!!!
December 12, 2009 at 8:30 AM
icehawk55
My daughter is sooooooo lucky they don’t allow retroactive birth control. There are days…..
December 15, 2009 at 1:01 AM
Eileen
What I can’t understand is why the cat wasn’t doing the bitching for you… ours was up and yelling at me at 5am.
Repeat after me: “This, too, shall pass…”