Mumford’s Grass

Outside. Wind blowing. Shivering. Mumford. ’nuff said. Me: “Go potty.” Mumford: “Can’t” Me: “Why not?” Mumford: “Gotta get to the grass.” Me: “You’re in the grass now.” Mumford: “Wrong grass. Need that grass over there.” Me: “Fine, we’ll walk way over there.” Walk. Walk. Walk. She stops. Me:” Is this the right grass?” Mumford: “Yep.”…

Guilt

Me: “What.” The Budster: “What, what?” Me: “Your nose is in my face.” The Budster: “Whatcha doin’?” Me: “What does it look like I’m doing?” The Budster: “We want to go outside.” Me: “Can’t it wait?” The Duchess: “Scoot over Buddy, I got this.” Me: “Oomph! Ugh! Get off me!” The Duchess: “I love you,…

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