Way back in September during the first few weeks of school on a random Thursday, my phone rang. I immediately recognized the number for my children’s school and like every parent, went into panic mode. Who fell off a slide? Did my son forget his lunch? Does my daughter have another bloody nose that won’t stop? It was none of the above, it was much worse. I heard my daughter’s voice on the other end of the line. “Mom,” she said, “we had a fire drill today and I stepped in dog poop on the lawn. Can you bring me some new shoes?”
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2 comments:
Right on, sister. Can we also have a moan about the people who throw their dog's poop in my garbage can? Which the garbage guys never take because all they do is reach in and grab our one small kitchen sack and throw it in the truck? Which means that I have to tip the can over and remove the poop myself?
@Mosey OMG. Why do people think it's OK to do that???
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