My mother, the dear saint that she is, stole my children yesterday to spoil them with a couple days' worth of Things Only Gran-Gran Lets Us Get Away With. When she takes the kids, we trade vehicles so that she can haul our tribe. I just spoke with the kids and my mom told me this story about my nephew from yesterday' s trip to her apartment that was too good not to share:
TJ: ( finding one of my pregnancy tests that I left in the van) Oooh! One of Kym' s tests! Am I pregnant, or am I not? (pulls the cap off of said test and jams the test under his armpit)
Chanel (TJ' s mom/my sister): Uuuhh...Teej? That doesn' t work like a thermometer does.
TJ: How does it work, then?
Chanel: Well...Auntie Kym peed on that.
TJ: (after comprenhension slowly dawns) EWWWWWWWWW, GROSS!!! (flings test on the floor) I got Kym' s pee under my arm! Naaasstttyyy!!!
My mother, the dear saint that she is, stole my children yesterday to spoil them with a couple days' worth of Things Only Gran-Gran Lets Us Get Away With. When she takes the kids, we trade vehicles so that she can haul our tribe. I just spoke with the kids and my mom told me this story about my nephew from yesterday' s trip to her apartment that was too good not to share:
File under "TJ_future_blackmail"