Up horses feed, breakfast is done. Woke Chance up. That boy is not a morning person. He eats, then, hair and teeth Dressed. This morning it has been
Chance: wheres my backpack? Oh, never mind
Chance: wheres my school tablet? Me: on the coffee table where you left it.
Chance: Are my tan shorts in the dyer? Me: go look and see
Chance: have you seen my other shoe? Me: It’s where ever you left it.
Chance: Did you sign that thing from school? Me: What thing?
Chance: Oh, I forgot to give it to you. Me: then, no I didn’t sign it
Me: I told you to get your stuff ready last night, so we didn’t do this. Chance: I did
Me: then why are we doing this? Chance: the bus is here. Love You, gotta go.
And out the door he goes. Guess standard kid stuff for 11, a lot to learn. Single parenting is fun. I’m worn out already hope I read this later, and it’s funny.
Ok, enough by the time I get the 7720 fueled, dew should be gone, and I can start cutting
Loading comments...