We went to a party last night. It was thrown by a friend who has a teenage daughter, and both adults and kids were welcome. So when we rolled up to the party, we were met by a large pack of teenage girls standing on the front lawn. We parked, and before we got out of the car, I answered a text I'd gotten from another friend who was on her way. As we were sitting there, Gibson leaned up and said "Uh.. Mom? They're all staring at us...."
"I know." I said.
"WHY are they all just staring at us?" he asked.
"Because they're teenage girls" I replied. "And that's what teenage girls do."
Gibson contemplated this for a minute and then he looked at me and said "Mom...? Do they also hunt in prides?"
And after I collected myself from my hysterical fit of laughter I said "Yes they do, honey. Yes they do..."
Until I started writing this little blog-here-thingy, I never really realized how much I like to write. Well you know what? I like to write. And I like to write about the crazy shit that happens in my household. A little humor goes a long way in helping me maintain my grip, You know? Can I get a "Holla'!"?