I'd be furious. Kids are horrid creatures some days. blech again.
One word. Book.Kids, blech. I'd take it out and ground her for disobeying. But then again, I am mean. Rotten and mean to the core. Ask Sonny, he'll tell you.
Three days for me too.
Morning!!!
As well he should.I definitely made her take it out. Not sure what the punishment is yet. Hubby hit the roof when I told him.
See what I mean? Not mean. Just creative!I'd make sure to keep cleaning it with alcohol.![]()
I dont even want to know.I've got something that will sting worse than alcohol and probably clean it better too.![]()
See what I mean? Not mean. Just creative!
She shouldve just said what she wanted you to do up front.As a guy, let me ask you ladies something...
So, let's say you ask your husband a question. A simple question. He answers with his honest opinion. Then you argue with him about his opinion. My question is, why bother even asking? Why wouldnt you just tell him your thoughts on the subject??? Especially about something simple?!?!
"Do you want to put Christmas lights on the tree tonight, or Sunday?" I replied "Sunday. It will give me more time to do it, and still have time to take care of dinner and getting the kids ready for bed" Woah boy, that was the wrong answer... I ended up yelling and saying less than gentlemanly things when she started arguing. Dont ask for my opinion if you dont want it.
Anywho, its time to go home. Y'all have a goodnight
I dont even want to know.
Yes I do.
No I dont.
Ok, tell me...
She shouldve just said what she wanted you to do up front.
Its called Kloss' s linament. Its an herbal antiseptic but has alcohol in it.
Stupidity should be painful.I was thinking of your "Stupid should hurt" line.![]()
That sounds very similar to the relationship Mrs E and I have. We normally don't argue about anything. We intentionally bug the mess out of each other, but rarely argue. But it really pizzed me off this time. If you don't want my opinion, don't ask. If you want me to do something, tell me what I'm doing. I work hard to keep that snarky old goat happy. There was no reason to go through all that.I ask Mr. V's opinion if I really want to know. But no, I wouldn't argue, it's his opinion (even if it's stupid).
We rarely argue. Maybe once every few years one of us will get royally peeved and get up in the others face. But it takes tons to bring that on. We're best buds, even if we annoy the carp out of each other.
He can rest soundly knowing he's not the only dad with that exact question rattling around in his dome every night.Punishment has been doled. Hubby gave her a good tongue lashing too. He asked me why she had to grow up and couldn't just stay an innocent little girl.![]()