Tater Tot Taught Himself to Multiply
That’s right. My six year old. Because why shouldn’t ALL my kids be better at math than I am?
This is my punishment for reading a book under the desk for all of grade school and most of junior high. Pretty sure.
That time Big Daddy almost died (it was today. Today that time.)
Preface: He’s fine now. Big Daddy has terrible seasonal allergies. Like, “WOW did that really just come out of your face, How can you even breathe with all all that up there” type allergies. They’ve gotten worse every year we’ve lived here until mid pandemic he had had enough and decided to try desensitization shots. On the day of testing an entire side of his back was one giant, continuous oozing welt. It was disgusting. So he’s been doing the shots for maybe a year? Nary a problem. Some occasional pear-sized lumps on the day of injection but other than that, smooth sailing. Until today. They bumped him up to red which I’m pretty sure is the last level. He got the shots, sat in the office for the required 30 min, and drove home. Right about the time he got home, he started to feel TERRIBLE so he hopped in the shower. Didn’t help. Oh also, I wasn’t even home. 🤦♀️ He’s just steadily getting worse and actively NOT telling me. 🙄 picture of texts with proof I’m not a terrible spou
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