Showing posts with label I must deal with our junk pile in the backyard. Show all posts
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Saturday, December 13, 2008

If It's Too Good to be True...

So I'm looking out my upstairs bathroom window and I see Teen back by the garbage cans.

OMG, I knew something would stick!! One of the eatwithyourmouthclosed, don'tleanbackinthechair, stoptellingyoursistershe'saloserandthatnobodylikesher, walkingoutofthefrontdoorattwointhemorningisthesameassneakingout rules.

There he was, taking the garbage out without being told!!! OMG!!! I'm not a failure of a parent, after all.

In fact, I rock!!!!


But no.

A few minutes later Teen came in the door followed by Ten-Year Old--both with sheepish looks on their faces.


Further investigation revealed this:



Teen was teaching his baby brother how to do graffiti with spray paint.


So I put Teen to work doing something construction outside:








Turned out to be an alright evening.


Posted at Humor-Blogs.