8.12.2008
My dad was nice enough to take Camden and Malachi for an evening while I was down after my surgery.. Later that evening when dad brought them home from the pool he stated everything was great, the kids were good etc... Well a few days later I'm riding in his truck and guess what I see on his beautiful leather seats......
It didn't matter how many times I apologized he never even so much as cared.. It's nice to know that for him possessions mean little and that a childs drawing (on his leather seats) could still be viewed as an awesome creation..
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I wish I could be that magnanimous, but alas, I seem more prone to the stress out scenario.
Oh my gosh...those little people are adorable, but holy crap!
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