Parmesan cheese...good on pasta, GREAT for dumping an entire can on a glass-top coffee table & driving my trains through! It looks like the first tire tracks on freshly fallen snow. How serene.
My moms reaction...not so serene. Way to kill the mood, Lady.
An account of the adventures of my very exciting, curious, challenging and extremely lovable FIVE YEAR OLD BOY, Brennan (as told from his perspective). Enjoy!
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Disappearing Act
She's on the brink folks...
My Mom thought she was going CRAZY when she swore (a few times) that I had shoes on when we left the house for the gymnastics open house, only to discover my bare feet and innocent smile when we arrived. Little did she know that I did actually have them on, but she made the mistake of not locking the windows of the car, making my "disappearing act" possible.
My Dad had to go and foil my plot by finding them on the road right by our mailbox, AND he ratted me out. Work with me, Man, we are on the same team.
My Mom thought she was going CRAZY when she swore (a few times) that I had shoes on when we left the house for the gymnastics open house, only to discover my bare feet and innocent smile when we arrived. Little did she know that I did actually have them on, but she made the mistake of not locking the windows of the car, making my "disappearing act" possible.
My Dad had to go and foil my plot by finding them on the road right by our mailbox, AND he ratted me out. Work with me, Man, we are on the same team.
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