A woman came home, screeching her car into the driveway, and ran into the house.
She slammed the door and shouted at the top of her lungs, 'Honey, pack your bags. I won the lottery!'
The husband said, 'Oh my God! What should I pack, beach stuff or mountain stuff?'
'Doesn't matter,' she said. 'Just get out!”
I have two wee boys for breakfast unexpectedly this morning, but Scooter doesn’t like anything I have to offer or anything his mom brought over. He just told me that he doesn’t love me. His brother does. One out of two isn’t bad for a Monday morning.
Life is good, y’all!
5 comments:
Oh, the things kids say. But hey, you're averaging 50-50 this morning. It could be worse, eh?
Big hugs xo
That's funny. Sounds to me like he doesn't love MORNINGS!
oh what a doll, by noon he'll adore you again! take him to mcdonalds, that'll do it!
smiles, bee
xoxoxoxooxox
So he's Mr. Crankypants this morning. It's a Monday thing I'm guessing. What Empress Bee said about loving you by noon.
Love the funny. She has her priorities straight doesn't she.
Have a terrific day honey. Big hugs. :)
I bet he loves you by now. I was Ms. Crankypants this morning, too. Mush just be a monday thing.
Hugs and lotsa love!
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