Seriously....what goes through their mind when....
-Your on the phone and they are all of a sudden glued to the hip. And no matter how hard you try...YOU CAN'T ESCAPE!! They think, "Oh! Mom's on the phone! Its time for me to go yell at her, "MOM, MOM, MOM!!" And bug her, and poke and prod her."
-They come up to the baby who is resting peacefully on the couch, and they think to themselves..."huh....I think i'll STICK MY FINGER into his mouth until he starts gaggin!"
-Another instance where the baby is in his car seat, all ready to go. Baby is sleeping...mind you. And they (ahem, Suga Bear) comes up and starts rocking the car seat back and forth. VIOLENTLY! And I start to worry that the baby is now going to have shaken baby syndrome.
-Above mentioned girl comes to me with a poopy diaper. I say, "wait just a minute, don't take it off." Next thing I know, the diaper is on the floor....along with the poop scattered about.
-Daddy gives Bubziee a Fudge Marshmallow Cookie. Those are not little chocolaty pieces of heaven either.

What made him think that he could try and fit the whole thing into his mouth all at once??
(I'm not kidding either!)

Yeah! I would be sick to my stomach too!!

You look at them. They look at you. You know that look. They know that you know that look. You know that they are about to do something that you don't want them to do. You tell them, "I know what your doing and you better not do it." They look at you and think, "I don't care that you know what i'm about to do. I'm going to do it anyways!"
And they do.
Kids......they drive you crazy, but dangit, ya still love them like non-other.
Poking. Proding. Poop and all.
-Daddy gives Bubziee a Fudge Marshmallow Cookie. Those are not little chocolaty pieces of heaven either.
What made him think that he could try and fit the whole thing into his mouth all at once??
(I'm not kidding either!)
Yeah! I would be sick to my stomach too!!
You look at them. They look at you. You know that look. They know that you know that look. You know that they are about to do something that you don't want them to do. You tell them, "I know what your doing and you better not do it." They look at you and think, "I don't care that you know what i'm about to do. I'm going to do it anyways!"
And they do.
Kids......they drive you crazy, but dangit, ya still love them like non-other.
Poking. Proding. Poop and all.



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