So I spent my last two days on a mission in my house. Spring is here. Out with the old..... blah blah blah.... I was alternating between the 80's music channel on my TV and the 100 or so 80's songs I have on my laptop.
As I am dancing away in my living room, my son decides he is brave enough to show his face.... (for you guys, you know when a woman is on a cleaning mission, its best you remain invisible lest you end up with a mop/cloth/or some other chore!)
First thing out that little brats mouth...
"Man Mom!! This OLD music is really cool!"
OLD MUSIC!!!!
So, I turned it up.... caught is little butt with the towel I was using to wipe stuff down and made him dance with me for while!
And now its 2030.... I'm pooped.... have to get up at 0400.... and it is past my bedtime!
UGH!!! He just walked out here and asked me...
"Mom, aren't you up past your bedtime!!"
Thats it.... I'm taking my Geritol and going to bed...
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