Will the child who stole my turkey baster and filled it with dirt and gravel please come forward?
While we're on the subject, I would also like to know which one of you thought it would be a good idea to cut triangle shapes out of my bed sheets?
Please understand that I am irritated and will continue to be irritated until you have grown up and are living in a house of your own. When that happens, you can rest assured that I will get my revenge, and it will be ugly.
I will body slam your couch until the frame is busted.
I will pee all the over your toilet seat and then laugh when you sit in it.
I will smear toothpaste all over the sink, counter, toilet, walls and hand towels.
I will wipe boogers on your walls and smash cheese crackers into your carpet.
I will flush 3/4 of a roll of toilet paper and a bag of marbles down your toilet.
I will slam every door I walk through and lick your windows.
I will run through your neighborhood wearing nothing but snow boots and a cape.
I will melt popsicles on your garage floor and poor bubbles all over your driveway.
I will sword fight your bushes until they are nubs sticking out of the ground.
I will karate chop your blinds and throw balls at your windows.
I will bury every tool you own in the sandbox, and then leave it uncovered so cats can do their business.
Just for kicks, I will blow dandelion seeds in your front yard, and smile while doing so.
**Please note that in order to keep your dignity (and mine), you must repent right now and turn from your evil ways.**
Sincerely,
Your Crazed Mother
Inspiration
Faith isn't the ability to believe long and far into the misty future...It's simply taking God at his word and taking the next step.
We witness a miracle every time a child enters into life, but those who make their journey home across time and miles, growing within the hearts of those who wait to love them, are carried on the wings of destiny and placed among us by God's very own hands.
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We witness a miracle every time a child enters into life, but those who make their journey home across time and miles, growing within the hearts of those who wait to love them, are carried on the wings of destiny and placed among us by God's very own hands.
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Isaiah 8
Caleb 6
Naomi 2
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