Rule #361: If you can’t handle being measured at the doctor’s office, and you manage to explode Dad’s coffee onto the nurse, the doctor, yourself, your dad, the table, and the floor, DO NOT come home to Mom and tattle that Dad said a bad word.
I actually think that it’s the only way to salvage it – Dad said a bad word is so much worse than everything that kiddo did.
I do, however, wish my husband would adopt my “cuss” vocab – phrases such as poopycakes, hells bells, ding dang dong and sugar cubes would go over so well in his all-male office group.
I am the Meanest Mommy in the Whole Wide World. I am forced to make rules & observations that I never knew would be necessary before I became a parent.
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I actually think that it’s the only way to salvage it – Dad said a bad word is so much worse than everything that kiddo did.
I do, however, wish my husband would adopt my “cuss” vocab – phrases such as poopycakes, hells bells, ding dang dong and sugar cubes would go over so well in his all-male office group.
HA!! I think Dad gets a pass on this one. 😀
I literally laughed out loud. That one takes the cake!