December 8, 2011
…why normal people send their kids off to school. Oh yes. NOW I see. Days like today, when I counted down to 3:45, begging for those 2 hours of peace. Drove the boys to their driver’s ed class. Twenty minutes early.
To which Jake responded, “We’re 20 minutes early, what should we do?”
To which I silently replied, “I don’t give a FLYING FUCK what you do, just get the hell outta my truck! GO! Wallow in public school mediocrity and inferiority! Join a gang! Give someone a swirlie in the bathroom! Pick on nerds and make inappropriate sexual advances toward 15-year-old girls in mini skirts! I truly DON’T CARE!” deeeeeeeep cleansing breeeeeeeath……..aaahhhh……..
(Dear Jake: I know you read my blog. I don’t really mean any of this. I’m just trying to be funny. *Wink*)
And the cherry on top?
Sarge called on his way home from work, somehow, miraculously knowing, and with perfect timing, asks “Do you need me to get the boys on the way home?”
I have never in my life been so happy to have a babydaddy as I was at that very moment. Nevah.
Oh, and the supercherry? Yes. There is such a thing as a supercherry. Shut up.
Sarge is taking Andrew to his dentist appointment tomorrow morning because it’s at 9:00 and I just don’t fucking want to. *Crossing arms and poking out my bottom lip.*
Babydaddies fucking ROCK.
That will be all.