Tuesday, June 02, 2009

Who Let the Kids Out?

Who let the kids out of school? I'm thinking year round school might be the ticket. Can we vote now and start next week?

Darn it. I was afraid the answer would be no.

Between 8:30 and 10:49 both girls finished all their chores and were bored. ITS ONLY THE FIRST DAY OF SUMMER for them. ONE DAY. REALLY ITS ONLY BEEN A MORNING.

Mary Margaret is not sure if she can live without seeing her boyfriend everyday. I'm pretty sure she'll live.

My friend suggested the following conversation and list...

Here's your list, when this list runs out, DON'T CALL ME, get some scissors, go outside, sit down on the ground and start cutting the grass with the scissors. The whole yard. All 5 acres. Then when you get finished you can call me at work.
My sister in law added this...
They need a ruler to go with those scissors. Education and a tan and no boredom.

I like her plan.

The last call of the day from Mary Margaret went something like this...
MM: Whatcha doing?
ME: Working
MM: I'm ready
(beep beep, Taylor is now calling)
ME: Hold on, Taylor's calling...
Taylor: Watcha doing?
ME: Talking to MM.
Taylor: Oh, I'm sitting right next to her
ME: I figured. What do you want?
Taylor: Nothing. Im ready to go out to eat, can I wear a short skirt.
ME: No, goodbye
MM: Did you talk to Taylor
ME: Yes, what did you need
MM: I'm looking cute right now.
ME: Okay, I need to work, I'll be home around 4:30
MM: Okay, I'll let you form your own opinion about my cuteness when you see me and take into account how I look with your own eyes about my cuteness. I mean you can make your own opinion's right? I mean you will be able to see all my cuteness right? When you get home?
ME: Good bye

If that last comment from MM didn't confuse you too much, leave me comments. If you are confused and need a little time, I understand.

2 comments:

EmmaP said...

funny. I am starting to stress about hat my three are gonna do next week hen they get out of school. I don't want them to kill each other every day... and i dont want to come home to a trashed house. and i know that if i gave them 8 hours of chores everyday, well, who wants that???

Joanna said...

Oh Lord I speak teen.

I think you're in for a loooong summer mah friend.