The Joys of Parenthood – Ongoing
When I mentioned to friends and family that I got into my car this morning and discovered a broken windshield, the overwhelming response was, “Who’d you piss off now?”
I have to admit that I looked for clues all around the vehicle, but found nothing.
Then I remembered my children and the adorable way they practice baseball in the front yard.
Sometimes for hours at a time. Shouting. Running. Hitting. Throwing.
Lots and lots of throwing.
Right near my car.
But apparently not a whole lot of catching.
“Mama, it looks like that bumper sticker people put on their back windows,” Oldest said. “You know, the one with the fake ball sticking out?”
Yeah. Right. Except this one is real.
Sorta like my headache.
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