The misspelled ramblings of an Army wife. Who happens to be raising 5 kiddos and still doesn't know what I will do once I have my degree.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
The Baby just told me I was his maid. He is not my maid but I am his maid. All because I will not go find his shoes he took off on his own and did not put back where they belong. I am HIS maid. I just laugh.