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To love, hold, throttle.....

I was really frustrated at the spawn we like to call "Baby J". Enough to yell, scream, shake, and cry. The final straw after a long afternoon of mucho attitude? Apparently, Baby J likes to throw toys, books, dishes, etc. out of his second story window into the backyard. I phoned the boyfriend and informed him if I get within arms reach of sweet Baby J, I was going to beat him. My boyfriend came home for a bit.

On a more humourous note, maybe I should take Happygoth's advice on the whole situation.... *giggles*

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opera_queen
Oct. 18th, 2006 01:16 am (UTC)
What's the deal? Are kids just going bizerk?

I'm feeling the same way about Nephew. I am really re-thinking the "moving in with the sister" plan.
(Anonymous)
Oct. 21st, 2006 05:34 am (UTC)
Hi "JEZ" Happygoth just gave me this blog and I told him I would put a creepy message on here so here it goes........................damn I just can't remember how to be creepy! Ah forget it.....
dreamfilled
Oct. 21st, 2006 05:49 pm (UTC)
*pats on head* Better luck next time. Wanna cookie?
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