Sharky just left for his class in Orlando. He's gassing up, picking up Mr. A and heading on down. Yep, I'm crying now. I'm such a baby. The instant he walked out the door the kids went beserk. It's like they are blaming me for him going to class. They've started fighting and yelling and I'm so sick of it all. I'll get over it, I will. These tantrums of theirs never last too long. I'll probably pop in a movie and they'll get over it quick.
No comments:
Post a Comment