Aren't big brothers fun? Last night we had hysterics in the car.
Big K: Guess What?
Little K: What?
BK: Chicken butt.
both: hysterical laughter.
repeat this sequence about 150 times, alternating who gets to say "Chicken Butt" and you have our drive home from hockey last night. If the laughter hadn't been so genuine and tummy-aching, it would have been a whole lot more painful, but I'm just a little concerned about what we'll hear from the preschool teachers today. Not too many of the kids have a 15 year old brother to teach them cool tricks.
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- Beastarzmom
- Used to be an RN - now an IT geek (clinical applications manager and "EHR Coordinator" to be more specific) and more importantly, mom to 4, wife and foster mom. Cast of Characters: BSM - Be-a-Starz-Mom (Me) DH - husband of more than 35 years. M - oldest son (31) DDD - oldest daughter (28) BK - youngest son (22) LK - youngest daughter (9) various ensemble parts played mostly by other family members (sibs, nieces, nephews, parents, inlaws, etc.)
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