They were at it again this morning...
Somehow, someone pushed someone else and then they pushed back and then the back of the T-shirt was grabbed and pulled, the back of the neck was then squeezed and then pushed, with head onto car... then lots of screaming and shouting, a bit of hyperventilation and then as we sit on the steps breaking it down, doing the slow motion dissection of each and every moment, Little Man says:
"I hate my life! I wish I was a dead ant on the ground!"
Then glaring at Middle Man, he shouts
"And I wish you were a piece of paper RIPPED in half!"
WOW! what venom!
This evening we went to see Gigs graduate seminary! So SO proud of him!!
Seminary is no joke. He had to get up at 5:30 each weekday to be at
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