tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2655845286374923091.post3985688710000385839..comments2009-04-01T16:29:20.290-05:00Tayteestacy.domel@gmail.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2655845286374923091.post-73653254677398356872009-03-30T15:52:00.000-05:002009-03-30T15:52:00.000-05:00She is so funny! It reminds me of this comment I read on jezebel earlier:<BR/>*****************************<BR/>Kids are generally bad at choosing things for themselves; they crave discipline. I know that when I was a kid, I was given a choice to purchase bubble gum flavored Miss Piggy toothpaste, and as soon as I got home with it, I retreated to my bedroom with and proceeded to eat the entire tube, which I then proceeded to throw up for several hours. I also chose to eat too many Dunk-A-Roos with the same result. Another time I chose to walk out onto the middle of the pond in my yard and jump on the ice in March, only to break the ice and fall through into muddy pond water up to about my waist. Another time, I chose to cut my Barbies' hair, expecting it to grow back like mine.<BR/><BR/>No, kids are not the very best at choosing. <BR/>***********************<BR/>So I didn't write that, but I would like to feel clever for finding it. Love you Sis!Nic DaMonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12079428135539161879noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2655845286374923091.post-36045610879667049932009-03-12T10:06:00.000-05:002009-03-12T10:06:00.000-05:00LOL. Reminds me of a story Bruce Willis told when he said he ran away from home. He made like two peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, put them in a bag, and ran off...to the end of the driveway. Sat down there, with his newfound freedom and ate his sandwiches :PPowerofmonkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13998283233294766683noreply@blogger.com