Doncha love teens? I got home from my daughter's auditinons for the school play and found the bathroom full of bloody tissues. They were everywhere. Looked like someone slashed off a pinkie or something! I'm like what the heck happened in here?
I yell up the stairs for my son
My eldest yells down the stairs: He's at work!
I yell up: Where's Jack?? (My daughter's boyfriend who has a mad propensity for climbing way up trees and jumping out of them, jumping off bridges, etc)
She yells: Went to get some blueberries!
I yell: Are you OK?
She yells: Of course, why?
I yell: Why is the bathroom full of blood???
She yells: Oh, thought you'd want to know I had a nose bleed today!
Yeah, that's the way to let me know... leave a ton of bloody tissue all over the place so it looks like a murder took place in there! That's MUCH better than saying, hey mom, I had a nose bleed today.
Kids... I tell ya!
Guess she figured after going to work at 6:30 a.m., dashing home to get the youngest to take her to auditions, not getting home from THERE till about 7:30 p.m. I might need a lil adreneline rush!
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