So I am having a pretty good (and REALLY LONG) day yesterday full of activities that involved hanging out with my children and niece. My son finished his football practice and was telling my daughter that the high school football coach had come to the school to let them know that the game would be broadcast on the country station, 92.5 The Bear at 7:30. “Am or pm”, she asked. My son simply looked at her. “Am or pm”, she asked again. “Oh no”, he says to her shaking his head, “I’m pretty sure its FM.”
It took all I had to not laugh out loud. I didn’t want to embarrass him, but I thought that was Hilarious.
So later in the afternoon, my friend Victoria and I were riding down the road with my three and a half year old niece. Keep in mind that I had been running hard and solid ALL DAY LONG. I was feeling pretty ragged at this point and my mouth was starting to taste pretty unclean and I had that ‘not so fresh feeling’. I turned to my friend Victoria and said “My mouth tastes like I have been eating dog poop.” to which my darling little niece swiftly replied, “I didn’t even know you had a dog!” I almost got tears in my eyes. SO funny and so cute.
There was more, but then I would become one of those people…