If you thought Scott and I were mean, you gotta read about this mom! She put an ad in the paper to sell her son’s car because she found alcohol under the seat. Here’s an excerpt from the article:
The ad reads: “OLDS 1999 Intrigue. Totally uncool parents who obviously don’t love teenage son, selling his car. Only driven for three weeks before snoopy mom who needs to get a life found booze under front seat. $3,700/offer. Call meanest mom on the planet.”
And, in other news of child defiance…this morning, while I was nursing Clare, I asked John Paul to go wash his hands. He did, but the water ran FOREVER. I told him to quit horsing around and get it done. He came out and said he wasn’t messing around. Right, and I’m the Pope. I told him I was watching him (ok, a little white lie) and knew better. He just smiled and me and said, “Not true, not true!”
Exact replica of the smile he gave me… (he had a playdate on Monday with fellow buddy, Rhys).