Thursday, May 14, 2009

My boys are nearly a year old. Seems like yesterday I was woo-ing them with wienies and now... now they're adults. With their own little defiant personalities. Last night it was 9:30 before we could get Lenny and Ernesto inside. They sat on the roof, blinking down at us. "The hell with you!", I screamed up at them. "The hell with you damn cats! I hope the coyotes roast you on a spit!" Then immediately felt full of contrition. And today when I came home from work John was giving Lenny a stern lecture. "Your behaviour last night was unconscienable. It was without a conscien."

This is why we don't have human children. Too much crazy up in these genes.

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