Some of you may remember my neighbor.
Yesterday, I check my messages and she leaves me this L-O-N-G message about how she has wanted to be an AKA for 20 years but just wasn’t ready. This year she has resolved that she is ready and she wants to talk to me about membership.
Now I have no problem speaking to her about her interests but she also said that her sister is an AKA. My question is this…..who would better know you? Your sister or your next door neighbor that you don’t know? Hmmmmm.
After 20 years, why haven’t you ever talked it over with your sister? I am wary of this entire situation.
On a side note…last night, Taliban 1 was dancing and was feeling the music I guess, cause all of a sudden he shouted out “Shake your funky aZZ”…………..screeech. Music came to a stop and his face was classic. Uh Oh.
“What did you just say?”
“Shake your funky azz?”
** said in the low voice with face looking down at the floor**
“Where did you hear that?”
“From my friends”
“Do you know what those words mean?”
“They’re BBBBBAAAAAADDDDD words” **wailing at the top of his lungs**
“I have to go to bed early?” **crying loudly**
“Goodnight mommy” **bawling up the stairs, into his room**
I love Motherhood