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I was not Warned!

Nobody warned me. However, it doesn't matter.

I wouldn't have listened.

I still would have done things the same way I did them.

I think.

I'm not sure.

Because nobody warned me.

Nobody warned me that having four children meant I was outnumbered. That being outnumbered means they are able to do any number of sly and trouble making acts without me even noticing.

Because I DO NOT have eight sets of eyes.

Nobody warned me that the baby of the group would be the biggest trouble maker of them all.

But...

but...

but...

he is just the baby.

Except that HE IS NOT a baby.

He is a seven year old who, when asked to clean out under his bed, promptly threw everything in the trash. Which, I didn't notice until I had cleaned out the litter box and noticed the cord, the socks, the... WHAT!

Yup, the seven year old is currently digging through the kitty litter trash bag for non garbage items. Like his soccer cleat.

Don't judge me!

YOU DID NOT WARN ME!

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Race Fam said…
Oh man, that sucks!! Haha, I remember throwing everything under my bed, but the trash? That's funny!
May 2, 2010 at 6:47 AM
Me, Myself and I said…
Nobody warned me that newborns poop like cannons. They can launch that stuff all the way across the room!
May 2, 2010 at 11:29 AM
4kidsandcrazy said…
Wow!!! Your youngest did that? How did the perfectionist in him let that happen? Too funny. Sorry!!!
May 2, 2010 at 2:05 PM
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