Tuesday, February 3, 2009


I miss the days when the Ice Cream Truck was exciting, I could get hugs and kisses and they would sit on my lap long enough for me to read them a book.

Now my days are filled with homework, fights, sports, oh yes... and a broken window in the neighbor's truck that 2 anonymous 11 year old boys failed to tell me about. (stupid me for thinking they could handle a BB-Gun) I always thought it would be easier as they got older.

That's what I get for Thinking.

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