I spent 2 1/2 hours cleaning the house today only to have Trot merrily walk his way across the living room with about 3 inches of mud on his shoes this afternoon.
Ciera came home with more baggage from Middle School than Logan International Airport sees on a Holiday Weekend.
Rakes somehow managed to get to school and back with 100 Pokemon cards and a cell phone in his pockets and NOT get caught.
And I'm fine with it.
Care to take a guess why?
Tomorrow is Truck Day.
Broken Road Confessionals: July 25, 2014
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