tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77230470187016177652024-03-13T12:55:35.121-07:00Never Say NeverThings I never thought I would ever have to say or do.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger229125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723047018701617765.post-4101711348350087232021-08-16T13:12:00.009-07:002021-08-16T15:17:58.941-07:00Things I had to Google today. <p>Living in an extended family home has so many benefits. </p><p>My favorite is when my mother reads my children stories about their great grandparents and some of their adventures while owning properties in downtown San Francisco in the '60s and '70s.</p><p>Today's new words consisted of:</p><p><span> Hand Jobs</span><br /></p><p><span><span> Blow Jobs</span><br /></span></p><p><span><span><span> AIDS</span><br /></span></span></p><p><span><span> Prostitution</span><br /></span></p><p><span><span><span> Pasties</span><br /></span></span></p><p><span><span><span><span> G-String</span><br /></span></span></span></p><p><span><span><span><span><span> Drag Queen</span><br /></span></span></span></span></p><p><span><span><span><span><span><span> Psychedelic</span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></p><p><span> Cherries</span><br /></p><p><span><span> Insane Assylum </span><br /></span></p><p><span><span>For my sweet boy having his grandmother explain pasties was too much. </span></span></p><p>We closed my office door and started reading the little excerpts my aunt had written while helping manage the office building. </p><p>He was very embarrassed but willing to talk with me about what my mother read to him. </p><p>When I explained what a prostitute did, he said, "I'm pretty sure that is not an occupation I would not like."</p><p>We explored all of the definitions of each of our words of the day and got a quick lesson on why you don't google everything. 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Well played. </div><div><br></div><div>I'm kinda scared he might get a singing blow up for every season....</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723047018701617765.post-46122070335184085442020-09-21T16:47:00.003-07:002020-09-21T16:47:25.159-07:00Math and Sex Ed <p> My youngest is struggling with the math rule that you do parentheses, multiplication, division, addition, subtraction.</p><p>Go with the acronym, PMDAS.</p><p>Or you can use PMS.</p><p>He turned 3 shades of red and I knew he would never forget the PMS again.</p><p>His brother came in and was like MOM!!!!! Couldn't you do Parachutes My Dear Aunt Sally anything but <b style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Roboto, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">Premenstrual syndrome</b>!!!! He will be scarred for life!!!!</p><p>Yes but he will never forget to do the parentheses first. </p><p>"Nothing like getting two subjects done at the same time! 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Well crap!!!! </div><div><br /></div><div>Back in the kitchen the smell is getting worse and worse as my husband is cutting it up. We have to throw away the chicken it is rancid. My husband starts to dump the chicken juices in the kitchen sink. Safe place you would think if you could put that type of thing. Nope, that is where I had just left the pasta to strain for the rest of dinner. </div><div><br /></div><div>Now I have a grandmother with a bloody ear, ruined dinner, a house that smells like a toilet, and 3 kids running around spraying Lysol and Febreze. </div><div><br /></div><div>Dinner ended up being leftovers for those of us who are grain and gluten free and pasta with white sauce for my grandmother with microwaved chicken tenders on top. (She loved every bite, since she seems to hate everything I give her I will take the win.)</div><div><br /></div><div>A week later her ear is still having issues and the doctors won't even see her because of COVID. Plus, I served her almost the same thing last night and like clockwork, she hated it. </div><div><br /></div><div>I know how parents of toddlers feel from personal experience with my toddlers now I am experiencing it through eyes of someone who can talk back. I am pretty sure everything she says is what the toddlers would like to say. </div><div><br /></div><div>Some days I can do no right. </div><div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723047018701617765.post-16742956913678100602020-06-24T10:22:00.000-07:002020-06-24T10:22:14.947-07:002020 Lessons - Corona can suck it and so can racistsDuring this insane time I have:<div><br /></div><div>Been a hair stylist. (Not a good one, I dyed my hair pink and my husbands blue which didn't show up because he has black hair.)</div><div><br /></div><div>A nail technician. Again, not a good one, I glued my fingers together trying to glue my grandmothers acrylic nail back to her real nail.</div><div><br /></div><div>Helped keep one essential business open. Thank god no one got the virus!</div><div><br /></div><div>Helped one trade school to reopen and one karate studio.</div><div><br /></div><div>I have listened to people tell me everything from "this will all be over in November," to "we all need to just get it and let those that die, die," to "We all just need to stay home and never leave again." </div><div><br /></div><div>The research and care I took to do all the things I have done have led me to believe:</div><div><br /></div><div>1. Diseases are not political. Stop making this about the election. </div><div>2. I don't want my 96 year old grandmother to die like that. We won't be just going out and letting her get this illness. Nor will we be attending any corona-virus parties. </div><div>3. No I have not become agoraphobic, I will be going outside. I will also not be going to your large parties, I have a 96 year old grandmother, a 73 year old mother, and 2 kids who have lung issues. </div><div>4. Yes I will giggle about your struggles with homeschooling, only because you probably told me at some point that I was nuts for homeschooling and that my kids would not be normal because of homeschooling. Or some other societal thing that you were fed about making sure your kid was in school and it made you uncomfortable that I bucked the system. </div><div>5. I will also give you whatever help I can to make your homeschooling experience easier. I have gotten one kid into college and he does have a 4.0. </div><div>6. I will wear a mask because I have done my own research and know that even though the "system" says I should, it actually makes sense to do so. Bucking the system here is just not worth it. </div><div>7. I am allergic to most of the masks I have tried. I will keep trying to find one that doesn't make my face break out in hives. </div><div>8. Black lives matter. When my children ask if a police officer could do that to their stepfather my answer is a heart sickening yes. Could it happen to anyone sure. However, I know that my white ex husband is less likely to be pulled over than my Hispanic husband. It is more likely to have him murdered by police than my ex-husband so I will not lie to my children and say no. </div><div>9. I am tired of people who stare at my husband and I when we go places. Dude he's hot and you need to get over the color difference. </div><div>10. I am disgusted with Christians who say they follow Jesus yet here we are in 2020 having to pass laws to allow LGBQT's keep their jobs. If you followed Jesus "LOVE THY NEIGHBOR" there was no subtext there that said love thy neighbor unless they are a different color, gay, or you know just weird. He said love them and if you are uncomfortable don't hang out with them but that's YOUR problem not theirs. </div><div>11. By having people tell me I am being crazy and overprotective it is not endearing you to my heart it is just hurtful. I am doing the best for my family with a vast amount of research I have done to keep not just my family safe but the businesses I help run. </div><div>12. Mental health is important. Getting care for our children when they are young could help them have happy successful lives. Get over your issues and get your kids help. They will thank you later when they don't have to deal with those same issues as adults. </div><div><br /></div><div>Mental Health issues are real. Corona and racists can suck it . </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723047018701617765.post-27184757236422843682020-05-04T16:40:00.001-07:002020-05-04T16:40:02.696-07:00Homeschooling at its finest.My youngest son came into my office this afternoon very upset. <div>
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<p dir="ltr">A: D just don't turn evil on me okay? I don't want to be choked out with the force. </p>
<p dir="ltr">C: Your lack of faith disturbs me. </p>
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<p dir="ltr">I am a homeschool mom who has been told by people through the years that homeschooling would ruin my children's ability to function in society and attend college.</p>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723047018701617765.post-50626686525931133422018-05-19T08:10:00.001-07:002018-05-19T08:10:54.671-07:00We Found it! Now how long should it take to get a loan!!!!April<br />
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Had a moment to think of how grateful I would be if my dear husband would install a fire alarm near the kitchen. Especially since no one alerted me that the kitchen had been on fire. My first indication that there had been a fire was when I started cleaning the stove and found ash and soot all over the place.<br />
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"why do you want it?"<br />
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"Can you see the glass?"<br />
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We got so desperate to see one house we gave them proof that we could actually buy the house with a pre-approval and proof that we had the funds to actually buy the house. It was a wonderful house on 10 acres with a pond and a couple of out buildings. Exactly what we thought we wanted. </div>
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"Well jeez when you put it like that it sounds like a lot!"</div>
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It didn't strike me as strange or weird to open my home to people who may need a little extra help. Its what you do for family.</div>
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I am pretty sure the realtor was ready to kill me at the prospect of changing our parameters of what we wanted again. We had already looked at over 30 homes and hadn't found what we wanted. God bless that woman for putting up with me and crazy....or crazy and my mom.</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723047018701617765.post-37042809192224477272018-04-05T11:15:00.002-07:002018-04-05T11:15:07.367-07:00The search<div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: 16px; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;">
<span style="color: #1f497d;">This is the email I sent my realtor....</span></div>
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<span style="color: #1f497d;">I am going to
be house shopping and selling houses this year. Looks like I need something
with a mother in law sweet, cottage out back and even better both…..I may be
moving my mother and my grandmother in with me. I think my budget jumped but really would like to stay under the original</span><span style="color: #1f497d;"> amount I told you if possible.
My house, my mom’s house and probably my grandmother’s house will go on the market
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<span style="color: #1f497d;">My realtor sent me a link on the MLS and I started shopping, sending my mom links to houses and finally setting up some time to look at said houses. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #1f497d;">Almost a month after we started looking online my grandmother informed me that if we didn't hurry up she would want to move into temporary care facility until we found the right house so the search was on for real!</span></div>
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After the conversation with my mother. I called my dear, sweet, loving, patient, saint of a husband. This man has already taken on kids that aren't his some who have special needs and a crazy woman.</div>
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"Hi love! So I just left my grandmothers."</div>
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"How was she?"</div>
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"Good......"</div>
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"What???"</div>
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"So........how would you feel if we looked for a house that would fit her and my mom.....?????"</div>
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"Okay." (What is wrong with this man? Why doesn't he run? I would have run. I tell him to run all the time but he stays.)</div>
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"Okay....you sure? You know you are damning yourself to a life with 3 strong willed women under one roof and the kids?"</div>
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"I love you. Let me know when you find something."</div>
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RUN MAN RUN!!!!!!!! It is one thing for me to gladly anticipate living with my family members...Its a whole other thing for someone else to live with my family.</div>
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The idea to eventually move my mom into our home has always played in the back of my mind.</div>
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Even though I know my mom has enjoyed living alone over the years as she gets older it seems less and less practical for her to do so.</div>
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I toyed with looking at different new homes, they have some really nice new ones with in-law suites attached with their own entrance and everything.</div>
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Earlier this last year I was discussing this idea with my grandmother who was debating moving to an assisted living facility. She is in her mid 90's, still driving her own car, and living alone since my grandfather passed a few years ago.</div>
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"Well we could start looking now and you could move in and mom could move in after you pass." (We are a morbid family.)</div>
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"If you find something we will think about it, but I think that sounds like a good idea."</div>
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I never in a million years expected her to say maybe let alone yes. She is so independent and determined that no one will ever take care of her. I was in shock, not that I didn't want her to move in with us I think it is a huge benefit to my children but I just really thought she would tell me to piss off that she really wanted to live in a facility.</div>
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I left her house that day in a daze. I called my mom and told her what had just happened.</div>
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My mothers response was "if your grandmother is moving in so am I. I am tired of living alone." WTF just happened? I just went from a roughly 2800 sq foot house to a monstrosity in 1.2 seconds</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723047018701617765.post-16216832515292567052018-02-11T15:46:00.003-08:002018-02-11T15:46:57.914-08:00Note to self, call when you get certain text messagesWell nothing like having the hell scared out of you on a Sunday afternoon. <br />
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My oldest sweet pea is away for the weekend at a karate seminar. Its a huge 2 day program that certifies him to be able to continue to teach at his karate studio. My mom went with him as this is a busy time of year for me. Really what could happen with a room full of trained black belts.<br />
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Why do I assume nothing could happen in a room full of karate students? Dumb.<br />
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I get the following from my mother:<br />
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Me: You on your way back yet?<br />
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Mom: Not yet. There was a man who has been taken into custody he was threatening everyone. About 20 police sheriffs and fire are here. He threatened to blow up the school. I don't know if they are going to shut down the class early or what. Will let you know as soon as I do.<br />
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Me: WTF?!?!!?!??!??!<br />
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Mom: I am in my car in the parking lot. Saw and heard everything going down.<br />
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Mom: How's the weather up there?<br />
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Me: cold<br />
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After the last message I had called the studios owners wife, she had no clue what was going on. Point one to always call my mother before I call anyone else. We talked for a few and figured that it couldn't have been a big deal but you never know. <br />
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I called my mom:<br />
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Me: Again WTF mom.<br />
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Mom: well a transient went into the school where the kids were and screamed at the kids and started throwing all his stuff around the gym. Then Zs instructor and a friend picked it all up and put it outside, apparently the man left at the same time. He was starting to move towards the men who evicted him at the same time the sheriffs showed up. They calmed him down and took him away. <br />
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That's when the instructor told my mom she might want to leave for a while. <br />
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Okay that isn't what your message indicated but I am so grateful that everyone is safe. <br />
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As I am relaying this information to my grandmother she says "you are so calm, most parents want to get in the car and get to the kids."<br />
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Me: Well for one thing I know sometimes mom gets a head of steam up about little things so I wanted to make sure of what was going on before I went on a momma bear strike. For another thing, if that jerk had gone back in there to hurt those kids I have no doubt that my mother would have put her car in drive and run his stupid ass over and I would be buying her a new car this week.<br />
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My grandmother laughed, "you're right, you sent him with the right person."Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723047018701617765.post-79907411670915862052018-02-09T21:16:00.001-08:002018-02-09T21:16:28.096-08:00Life according to Mr. C, a Les Schwab commercialWoo hoo!!! Fast food frenzy day!!!! <br />
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The day the kids get to go with 25 other kids to a bunch of junk food places and eat whatever they want for 2 hours.<br />
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I happily allow the two oldest children to walk around with their friends without too much supervision so I can hang out with my friends for a bit and have some adult time.<br />
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Tonight when I got home I was looking at the Instagram posts and low and behold there is a picture of my middle son in a freaking shopping cart, making a goofy face. Oh hello kitty why??????<br />
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I call said child to our bedroom for a little powwow about stupid photos and them showing up on social media.<br />
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Me: Why did you put yourself in the shopping cart?<br />
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C: Because my friend told me to so he could take a funny photo.<br />
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Me & Hubby: Seriously, you need to make better choices. You cannot let other people dictate to you what you should or should not do. You need to make choices that keep you and other safe.<br />
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C: You mean like Les Schwab tires, doing the right thing matters.<br />
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Making sure I didn't make eye contact with my husband and trying to keep my face without expression, "Yes, C, doing the right thing matters, I love you, go get ready for bed."<br />
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C leaves the room and my dh says "did we just spend 20 minutes of our lives trying to instill the if your friend jumps off a bridge should you theory into the child to be quoted a tire commercial?"<br />
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Me: (While snorting with laughter) Yup, he needs to be their spokesperson.<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723047018701617765.post-25853660323994645742016-05-11T21:36:00.002-07:002016-05-11T21:36:38.615-07:00From Burnt Grilled Cheese to SushiI'm guilty of being a bad mom tonight. I forgot to pack lunches for my children to take to theater for dinner. We pulled up to the theater and the boys both told me they were good but would be starving after theater.<br />
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Their step father and I picked them up and started driving around trying to figure out what everyone wanted. We were all starving!<br />
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Plan A was nachos at home but we were out of cheese sauce.<br />
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Plan B was pizza but no one could agree on a place.<br />
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Plan C was Chick Fil A but we drove passed it because we couldn't get over due to some lame driver who sped up every time I sped up and slowed down every time I did and I am sure didn't know that when someone puts their blinker on it means they want to get over.<br />
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Plan D I think was KFC.<br />
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Plan X was sushi at the local made to order all you can eat place.<br />
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We looked at each other and decided that if it was a total disaster there was always Taco Bell on the way home. Not exactly thinking it was a good idea but what the hell when has that ever stopped me. <br />
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Diego ordered lots of different kinds of sushi, miso soup, maguro, chicken, and gyoza.<br />
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Adam was not fond of anything but the chicken and rice. He did try some maguro and the miso soup.<br />
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Corbin on the other hand tasted my maguro, then grabbed the rest from my hand dumped it in the soy sauce wasabi mixture and shoved the whole thing in his mouth. Then went back for seconds and another sushi roll.<br />
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I am sure the aliens have come again and replaced my child who up until recently would only eat cheese pizza, open faced grilled cheese, and nutella sandwiches.<br />
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"Mom, I'm so grateful you brought us here. This food is delicious, delectable, and delightful. I do hope we can come here again."<br />
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I guess 2 out of 3 kids liking sushi is pretty good in my world. Now if we can just get over the nutella I'd be happy.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723047018701617765.post-22951979262171928622016-04-06T23:06:00.001-07:002016-05-11T21:19:47.007-07:00Have you not heard politicians speak?I was going through Corbin's school work getting it ready for his teacher to meet with us tomorrow. I ran across one of his science papers that I hadn't corrected.<br />
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The answer to his question was:"Because I think it is right."<br />
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Me: That is not an answer to a question. GRRRRR!!!!!<br />
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Zach: Mom, it is a valid answer.<br />
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Me: No. No it is not.<br />
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Z: Have you not heard politicians speak lately?<br />
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Why is it the 15 year old makes better sense than half the politicians out there?<br />
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