I couldn’t take it. It was the last straw. I went to bed early in order to have quiet time to myself in the morning but my tyrant toddler boss woke first. I’ve had it. I’m done with this job! I can’t take it anymore! Yet I want more, two more. I must be insane!
Flash Fiction Friday is hosted by g-man.
You are and there is no cure. There is no pill. Though the number desired seems to go down as the child ages.
Great 55
My 55 is posted
HERE.
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Yikes! you must be! In 19 years I never felt like one more!
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I KNEW you were trying…HA!!!
Kids are like a TATOO, When it’s happening the pain is excrutiating, 5 minutes later you are thinking about your next one.
Excellent 55 Erica…
Thank You for this fine contribution, and have a Kick-Ass Week-End….G
G-Man – hahaha I’ve never heard of kids being compared to a tattoo. Tell me, how often do your tattoos fight?
there must be a 12 step group for that..
like it
you are loved
brother frankie
a biker for Christ
55 for me this week..
http://spankieg.blogspot.com/2009/08/he-felt-rage-friday-55.html
brother frankie – If there isn’t maybe I’ll create one…after I’ve had my three. LOL
….and they call us the weaker sex….I think not!!!!
My 55 is posted [scroll down below my Friday Show n Tell!]
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Hootin’ Anni – Yeah I don’t know how that rumor got started!
Insane…yes…you must be
Tell your toddler tyrant boss to keep up the good work. She makes your blog enjoyable, LOL.
Susan Anderson – Hey there, I’ve missed you. Only you may not see this reply cause you entered a nomail address.