Aargh…
My middle child continues to test the limits of my patience. Today he decided to bring me a packet of BBQ sauce he found in the kitchen. (Why?? What was he thinking?) I was in the basement. He squeezed the packet and left a trail of sauce all the way down our carpeted staircase. Sigh… At least hubby had the sense to choose off-white carpet with colored specks scattered liberally throughout. If you look closely at our carpet some day, trust me, not all of those red specks are from dye.
On the other hand, this child made me chuckle in a store today after a very obese person walked past us. He looked at me and said, “mom, some people have bigger tummies than you!” Fortunately he had waited until the person was out of hearing range. The boys have been watching my blossoming belly with great interest, as have I, since I already look like I’m twice as far along as I really am. No jokes about having twins, please, the thought causes me to feel faint…
