Friday, February 27, 2009
Four, Going on Thirty
Yesterday with TW, as the radio played the “Hits of the 80's Lunch Hour”:
TG: He doesn't just want you to whip it, he wants you to whip it GOOD!
I'm not ready for this...
Besides, it's only when you catch her downloading Poison and Def Leppard to her iPod that you need to start worrying.
"So why does he want so much sugar poured on him, anyway?"
Then again, there's a great bright side to this: No %$#@!!! Barney songs.
This morning, while dropping my oldest off at school, she said, "Mom, I just have one question: When you and Dad French kiss, can he feel your braces?"
I don't think I really want to know *why* she asked that question.