"Seriously. I've had enough of you by now. Every morning with the "what are we going to do today, Mom?" is finally over. I've looked at your face twenty-four seven for the last 77 days. It's time to go learn something. No more asking me about the pool, when is the next snack or if you can stay up late and watch a movie. It's over. You're going back to Hogwarts and I get to have a life again. There is a Christmas morning for parents and it's called "back to school". "
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Thanks for the fun concert today. And for answering ALL of my silly questions. You were great. I'm waiting for the Christmas CD.
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