Elmgrovegnome
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Raising kids is hard. Gets tough when they go through those teen years. I've got 4, ages 22-14.
So, the feeling... well, you try and try and try and TRY to impress upon the thick-headed, brain damaged (think Bill Cosby here) children some important concept and for YEARS it seems like you've been just shouting into the void. Worse, it seems like the children and the void have been mocking you the entire time when...
In one glorious moment, one kid will totally get everything you've been saying as you're trying to educate one of your other kids and that first kid will just chime in and just... put it all out there just as you've been saying all along.
Now... THAT moment... of validation... of vindication... of feeling like it's not all in vain and I'm not crazy... well, THAT, my friends, should be bottled.
I know if bottles of that were on sale at Sam's Club or Costco, I'd be waiting for them to open to pick up a CASE...
I don't have a recliner and never have so here goes. Great thread BTW.
That feeling when I walk out of the airport and feel the first tropical breeze of my vacation. That feeling I get when someone brings be an ice cold adult beverage while I have my feet in the hot sand. The first couple breaths through my regulator as I slowly sink into the blue water. Hugging my mom when I see her at Christmas time.
You bringing me the ice cold adult beverage too?Your just a couple of weeks away from the first two.
I'll have the beach chairs, beach matt, cooler and all the rest ready for you guys.
You bringing me the ice cold adult beverage too?
Truth is Becky will probably insist on playing waitress. So I may be.Wait..... I thought that you were bringing staff.
Truth is Becky will probably insist on playing waitress. So I may be.
Or pouring the Don Julio? Don't know though. Yuh never know what I might have mixed in my cooler though.it'll mostly be just twisting the tops off of the beer bottles
I remember when my son was 10, and he had to do a report for school entitled, "Who is your hero?" I was going over it with him (like I did with all his homework) and I was tossing around ideas for him to use, but he interrupted me and said, "I wanna do it about you." I have that report framed in my office and will cherish it forever. That really was the best feeling ever for me. But I don't know if I'd want to walk around drinking a bottle of 'about to cry' soda.
I am buying.How about that moment after a long crappy day is coming to a close and you just climb in your bed and finally can fully relax. That's a moment that would sell