Well...as my grand-pa use to say, "Looks like someone stepped in some bear dirt" (bear dirt=bear crap)Later...
He must have stepped in it up to his armpits.
Yup, I met Mad Boy. I met Mad Boy right when it was our turn to see Santa at the mall this morning. I had high expecations of continuing our nice string of 5 years of kids on santas lap pictures, but not this year. Parents had to make an appearance in the picture to make sure Mad Boy didn't flee the scene. Mad Boy turned me into Ms. Grinch. :(
Can't wait to see that picture. Sounds like a Christmas classic.
Oh. Oh boy. Perhaps I CAN wait until The Bun starts talking more! I forgot all about the contrariness. (See what the inbetweentime does to you? How convenient, the forgetting? How good for the future of the species?)
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