I was being good mom, wrapping Allison's birthday presents the night before, getting ready for the big day. I decorated the kitchen and made the cupcakes for her school class right before bed. My morning would be so smooth.
Allison awakens early and runs downstairs to balloons, streamers and presents on the breakfast plate. I hear her giggle with excitement. Then she runs back upstairs and asks me why I only made 8 cupcakes? There are 22 kids in her class. "Silly girl" I say, "I made 24 cupcakes, enough for your class and one for the teacher and student teacher." She continues to claim there are only 8 cupcakes on the counter downstairs.
So we all go downstairs for birthday fun and find the there truly are only 8 cupcakes on the counter.
Allison awakens early and runs downstairs to balloons, streamers and presents on the breakfast plate. I hear her giggle with excitement. Then she runs back upstairs and asks me why I only made 8 cupcakes? There are 22 kids in her class. "Silly girl" I say, "I made 24 cupcakes, enough for your class and one for the teacher and student teacher." She continues to claim there are only 8 cupcakes on the counter downstairs.
So we all go downstairs for birthday fun and find the there truly are only 8 cupcakes on the counter.
"RUSTY!!!!!!!! *$%**~!!"
I will let you know when the funeral is.
2 comments:
Do dogs get diarrhea? Good luck! Happy B-day Allison!
Dude. I am so never having a dog.
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