...of my full load but enjoying all the craziness life has blessed me with
Saturday, July 9, 2011
I've reached a point with my children (didn't take me long) that they realize how uncool I am. I don't necessarily want to be cool anyway.
The other day, I started dancing and singing a song I've heard on one of those stupid tv shows, and then once I achieved just the right amount of eye squinting lip curling dirty looks from my kids I followed with, "What? I'm the new Big Time Rush member!" thinking I was cool for knowing such words! Both heads shaking they returned, "It's the Fresh Beat Band!" and then they LEFT THE ROOM so they could make fun of me!
Ahhh, so this is the point where parents, realize we know nothing that's playing on the top 40 stations, we pop in a Snoop Dogg CD because it's familiar, and we say "Fo Shizzle!" because in our minds, we are still cool.