BEING FIRST...
Teachers can't stand it...it is one of my greatest pet peeves. I had HUGE hopes. But, she said it. This is a new beginning of years of not wanting to be behind....in the back...second...nothing but first. She even put up her hand and did the block thing. You know that thing.
<a good 30 minutes later>
So, literally as I was sitting here typing I hear her holler. You know that constipation problem...whew. I have never in my life. Of course, David was gone to wash the truck. It was A L O T! I was dry heaving and she was smacking me on the leg every time I did it...yelling "Stop that Mama!" I would get tickled and she was smackin gmy leg saying, "That's not funny!" THen, I would start dry-heaving again. Just writing this makes me heave again. wh hhheeeeeewwww.
Another first.. She ate a Fiber One bar today.
And now I sit here tickled because my space bar is trying to act up again.
Gotta get off here. My sister-n-law tells me it could be dust in my spacebar...if she only knew how much. heehee
Good night, friends:)
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