Two Wee Jedis, Crazy Mama & Grumpy Daddy; A Love Story.
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Tuesday, November 17, 2009
A Tentative Theoretical Rough Draft Christmas List
"Mama, I want a phone that makes pudding and you can eat it whenever you want to. It would have an antenna that could shoot candy out and . . . . I mean you could eat it whenever your Mom says it's ok. You think a man like Santa could hook that up? I want a light saver that turns every color like blue, green, red, purple and orange. I want a mummy that's a rock star. I want a airplane that can take me to Africa and I want a camel."
My plan was to open the lines of Christmas communication and start the whole 'hey, how cool it would be for the big man to deliver a wii', thing. Instead I got a couple chuckles.
Old MacDonald singing, wannabe tomato growing, coffee drinking wife to my Patrick, mama to our Jackson and our Augie. There is a fickle deep smoldering quiet comfortable awkward love in my life. I love my kids and I love my Patrick. I have a potty mouth and I am as damaged as you.