Today, Connor is having his Valentine's Day party at preschool. Last night, we spent about 45 minutes at the kitchen table writing out all the Valentine's cards. We just went down names on the class list, one after the other while Connor told me whether they were "good listeners" or "bad listeners". That is, until we got to Meredith. Connor stopped, smiled, and said, "I like Meredith. She's my girlfriend." Then, he raised both arms over his head and said, "I love her thiiiiiiiis much."
Dear Meredith,
If you break his heart, I will hunt you down and make your life a living hell. Envision this: on Valentine's Day, you'll get a heart shaped box filled with empty wrappers. I'll bite the head off of your chocolate bunny on Easter. Your jelly beans become my jelly beans. Peeps? No Peeps. You don't even want to know about Christmas. Consider yourself warned. Now have a great party, you crazy kids. Love,
That's so gonna be me when Kaiden is of "having a girlfriend" age. Hubs already said that he will be cleaning out his shot gun and getting it ready for when the little girl starts to date. Oh boy!
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Oh man, Meredith had better look out. How old is Connor? I can't believe he's got a woman already...
That's so gonna be me when Kaiden is of "having a girlfriend" age.
Hubs already said that he will be cleaning out his shot gun and getting it ready for when the little girl starts to date. Oh boy!
Go mom!!! I like your style!
Like I told my daughters' boyfriends: I don't have a problem with going back to prison.
My oldest is 20 next week and LOVES the convent :o)
Poor Meredith. Holy crap - I really hope she doesn't scratch or pinch him this week at pre-school. I can't even IMAGINE the consequence.
(Note to self: never read Katie's blog while drinking a beverage, unless you want to learn how that beverage will feel while coming out of your nose.)
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