Not very PC, but whatever. I sure could use a beer right about now. I’m not sure what happened to my patience. Maybe because it’s the second day in a row of rain. Maybe because I’m getting old and grouchy. Maybe because Parker has picked up this great habit of making the most obnoxious noises known to man. I’m not sure, but my kids are driving me nuts.
I think they call it selective hearing. My kids have a severe case. If there was an institution for selective hearing, my boys would be locked up. Throw away the key.
“No, Parker. Don’t do that.”
“Get that out of your mouth, Dillon.”
“How about another round of ‘The Quiet Game’?”
Stop by and have a drink. Like right now. Please.
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