The mundane and sometimes insane ramblings of a crazy woman who almost had an empty nest and decided to be a mommy again. And I'm loving it!
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Ah The Good Old Days...
When I was little, my dad used to like to torture tease me. One of his big 'tricks' would be to bring some peanut butter into the bathroom without us knowing. He'd wipe the peanut butter onto a handful of toilet paper, and then come out to "show" us what he had done. We'd run shrieking, and he would chase us in circles around the house. Of course he never caught us...he just liked the chase!