I find it increasingly hard to have a conversation with the Hubbs these days.
Especially in the car.
Is it because the space is so small that your kids are just louder than usual?
In any case we were trying to have a conversation about a million things.
Like speed dating, only you are already married.
And the conversations are about things like
the husbands work day, what the kids ate for dinner (nothing),
and why are we going to Target again?
Of course the kids were "mom, mom, mom"-ing me.
So before I could (scream) say, "WHAT?",
the hubbs said,
"Do you know why they say mom like that?
Because you ignore them".
To which I replied,
"Walk a mile in my shoes, just one mile".
His reply,
"Would that be your black flip flops, your black flip flops,
or your black flip flops".
Like I've said before,
it's hard to stay mad at someone who makes you laugh.
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| circa 2008 |
