Rough Mornings
A 7 year old and his harmonica, BEFOREĀ I’ve had my coffee. Oh no. “Did you like my song? I’m just so good at music. Want to hear another one?” I had no words. Send java. Stat.
A 7 year old and his harmonica, BEFOREĀ I’ve had my coffee. Oh no. “Did you like my song? I’m just so good at music. Want to hear another one?” I had no words. Send java. Stat.
Our typical Sunday in a nutshell… Arguing over who gets which life saber. Playing quietly together until the little guy hurts somebody. Screaming. Requests to play video games. Requests for more time to play video games. Arguing with each other on where to go in said video game. Explaining for the tenth time that they… Continue reading Typical Boys