Sid. (as my step children refer to my 11 year old son Austin) is at it again.
He was tired. He was cranky. He was negative. He was whiny. He was disrespectful. He wouldn't shut the heck up. Shut up Sid! And yet he wouldn't.
We were walking down the sidewalk to go play on the coast at Longbeach (WA) when he started running his mouth again. Blah blah blahing about hating his life, how his life sucks, how he wants to go live with his dad, how we suck, blah blah, whine whine, stomp stomp, swing at mommy, blah blah.
One too many comments got spewn out of his mouth and I grabbed that child with both hands on the side of his pretty little face and I *wait for it* LICKED him from neck to his forehead. One big, slimy, wet lick. Butch, Zach, Kayla, Xav & Chelsey loved it.
Butch shouts out..."Hey Sid, That's gross! You don't know where that tongue's been!!"
He was tired. He was cranky. He was negative. He was whiny. He was disrespectful. He wouldn't shut the heck up. Shut up Sid! And yet he wouldn't.
We were walking down the sidewalk to go play on the coast at Longbeach (WA) when he started running his mouth again. Blah blah blahing about hating his life, how his life sucks, how he wants to go live with his dad, how we suck, blah blah, whine whine, stomp stomp, swing at mommy, blah blah.
One too many comments got spewn out of his mouth and I grabbed that child with both hands on the side of his pretty little face and I *wait for it* LICKED him from neck to his forehead. One big, slimy, wet lick. Butch, Zach, Kayla, Xav & Chelsey loved it.
Butch shouts out..."Hey Sid, That's gross! You don't know where that tongue's been!!"
