Sunday morning Hubs and I were laying in bed and R3 climbed in to snuggle with us.
I was complaining how my legs were stiff and felt heavy. I had push mowed the lawn Saturday evening. In the 458 degree heat. I know what was I thinking.
Clearly I wasn't.
So I continue with my I am so old tirade and Hubs is just laying there with no comment.
R3 tells him that they need to trade me in for a new mommy. One that isn't old.
Hubs asks him where are they going to get this new mommy.
R3's reply....HEB.
For those of you not from Texas. HEB is a grocery store.
So ladies beware, Hubs and R3 are prowling the grocery store isles in search of new mommy.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
3 comments:
Yeah, on your giveaway! As far as the new mommy, tell them she will get to do the housework, YOU still get to do the fun stuff! After that they can give her an allowance and she can go to bed for the night and get up the next morning and start all over again! This can go on for as long as they want the new mommy!I always enjoyed the idea!!! LOL
We don't have an HEB in Connecticut, but I wish we did....you all make it seem like a great place to shop...even if they don't really sell new mommies.
First, congrats on the giveaway and your 100th post. you realize you have me hooked and it is an awesome way to keep up with you. As for Hubs and R3 looking for new mommy,lol,lol,lol,lol, that is so R3
Post a Comment