My son has decided that he would really, REALLY like a firetruck for Christmas. Actually, he would prefer it before Christmas, thank you very much. But, alas, his mean old mom said no, he would have to wait like all the other good little girls and boys.
This morning, however, my inventive son collected some spare change off the floor and gave it to me saying, "Here mom. Now you can go buy my firetruck!" If only it was that easy!
Please don't feed the animals! LOL. Join me on my journey through life as I strive to bring up three great kids, maintain a relationship with my husband and remember that I am a woman, too. Hear me roar!
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