What's hilarious to me is that I knew that. I just completely forgot to put it in the blog. Kind of like my son was surprised I expected him to be surprised when I showed him his grandmother's 10-X. The moral of this touching, gunpowder-riddled story can be summed up thusly: in our family, get the shit done, or go home.
Monday, May 02, 2011
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Our new family moral will be: don't mess with YOUR family!
YOUR mom and MY mom should NOT be allowed to get together because they would rule the world... My mom is twenty years older than me (I turn 26 in June, mom's b-day is in September - there, now I didn't TELL anyone how old she is, ya'll can do math, right?) and she just graduated police academy. She was in boot camp about 5 years ago and was able to beat some macho guy in a one-arm push up contest... guess who had to carry her guear for the rest of her stay? My mom qualified for the Olympics at age 11 (tho due to family disaster - here on out called her parents) she was unable to go and kick ass. She outshoots, out drives, out runs, and out-onearm push ups EVERYONE! On the other hand... maybe the world would be better run if our moms were in charge. Hmmm.
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