Friday, June 15, 2007

it figures I have been frantically trying to get all my projects done before school ends on Tuesday, and today and Monday are basically the only days I have left to finish my paint an hour after Kyle got off to school, I was up on the ladder taping the crown molding and the phone rang...I look at the caller's Kyle's school...this can't be good..."Mrs. Norberg?" "Yes" I reply, "This is the school nurse, Kyle threw up." "Ok, I'll be right there." I sigh....that kills today...and of course, he's fine right now...running around showing me his "moves" moves that is....and burping on command...why do little boys (and grown up boys for that matter) think that's so funny?