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3.30.2006
Loser Mom DAD!
This morning as Spencer was sitting bleary eyed in front of the computer reading my blog trying to wake up, he yelled into the kitchen, "Michelle, I've been feeding Captain Crunch to Jane for the past two Fridays while you've been at the school subbing." (I've been substituting at our elementary on Spencer's day off.) I wondered why Jane went wild upon the site of the yellow squares floating in Anna's bowl. You see--Loser Mom is married to Loser Dad. And therein lies the problem.
Michelle
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At Thu Mar 30, 05:56:00 AM, Blogger Sarah said...

Mystery solved and guilt transferred! AND the great thing is -- men don't accept the guilt! So neither of you has any guilt now! :-)

 
At Thu Mar 30, 07:49:00 AM, Blogger heartsjoy said...

That is so true that mean don't accept the guilt. How can they do that? I would really love to be more that way at least with unmerited guilt. So, at least Mom and Dad are on the same page. :)

 
At Thu Mar 30, 07:33:00 PM, Blogger LiteratureLover said...

Ah-Ha! Well, I can't blame him for wanting to share the joys of Captain Crunch. ;)

 
At Fri Mar 31, 03:42:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

That is a totally hysterical, crack me up incident!!! No wonder Jane had such a strong "intuition" that the small sugary squares would be so tasty...LOL! Of course, when you are gone anything can happen! When Kenney came to get me from school the other day with both kids...my little girl proudly looks up with the shinniest eyes and says, "Look, Mommy...Daddy let me wear my pajama shirt!!" Rather than express the embarrassed iritation I felt that she was wearing a flannel PJ shirt with her jeans...I just went with it..threw up my arms and shouted, "Whohoo! Yes!!!" I think that moment was the first time it dawned on Kenney that he'd forgotten to have her change her shirt! *grin*
Ruth

 

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