tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1773929201119429359.post2454355988647115528..comments2012-10-11T12:46:26.823-07:00Comments on Driven: I Didn't Mean ToPenny Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05784585441126391781noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1773929201119429359.post-91244039403261869302011-03-08T07:28:33.533-08:002011-03-08T07:28:33.533-08:00I am pleased to hear your husband is not peeing on...I am pleased to hear your husband is not peeing on you. No matter how funny he found that statement, that would be upsetting. Tee hee.<br /><br />I love your son's reaction. He is clearly a strong-minded individual. You've done your work Mama!Penny Lanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05784585441126391781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1773929201119429359.post-31695760418384589412011-03-07T18:35:51.692-08:002011-03-07T18:35:51.692-08:00I am peeing myself (as is my husband. Well, he is...I am peeing myself (as is my husband. Well, he isn't peeing MYself...Himself. That would just be sick) over the family planning remark!! Fucking priceless! Come talk to my kids, will ya? <br /><br />My son's kindergarten readiness meeting went like this. My son was in a small room with a faculty member. My husband and I sat outside in chairs meant for midgets. I'm sorry...little people. All the while, my son is SCREAMING OVER AND OVER AGAIN, "I DON'T WANT TO!!!" Apparently their standards at the school for kindergarten admittance are low because he was accepted.Nickihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13877564312244508811noreply@blogger.com