because sometimes in order to deal with the pain you have to point fingers, or even name names, which can make you feel better, or feel worse no doubt, but this blog keeps me off the shrinks big comfy couch!!
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Road Rage
so my 6 year old son has the best sense of humor in the world.
i know most mom's think their children are the cutest, smartest, most talented and most beautiful children in the world.
it just happens to be true in my case.
so i am merging into highway traffic doing at least 50 when it comes to a sudden halt before the end of the merging ramp. i curse. i am trying to get in the left lane and these bastards won't let over and i say,"damn bastards, let me over!"
a truck pretends not to see me and i have to lay on the horn. i believe i called him an asshole.
my son says,"mom, maybe this movie should be restricted."
i look in the back seat where there are at least 4 movies, the whole dvd in the car thing.
"what movie?"
"this one."
"which one?"
"THIS ONE!"
i am craning my neck to see which movie and trying to change lanes at the same time and i see that he is pointing around the car.
"which movie?"
"the one we are in, because you're cussing!"
he's hilarious...i heart him!
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