This morning while enjoying some homemade coffee cake (thanks to Chef Patty) and grapes, I was watching the trees sway back and forth outside my breakfast nook window. (I am going somewhere with this, I promise.) Anyway, as I am downing this delish piece of cake, I see a teenage boy and girl walking hand in hand with their backpacks strapped to their backs, walking AWAY from the high school...this can only mean one thing. They are playing hookie to go make the nookie. Me, in my VERY pregnant state had such a desire to run (more like trot or even waddle because at this point I have a large watermelon- at least that what it feels like- trying to escape from my body) outside and physically SHOW THEM what happens to little boys and girls should they skip school. BABIES. BABIES happen.
Amen.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
What a hoot! and what a possible mental image of you 8 1/2 months preggo heading out your front door and chasing down a couple of teenagers---priceless!!!
--Aubs
Post a Comment