Every now and then my kids prove that I was right when I chose the name of my blog.
Today it was LB.
Not that anyone who knows us would be shocked by the news that she might be just a little like me!
Growing up my Daddy was constantly telling me to pay attention to what I was doing.
Jennifer, the cup wouldn't have fallen off of the counter and spilled if you had just been looking where you were putting it.
Jennifer, please finish what you were doing before you start doing something else!
Jennifer, PAY ATTENTION!!!!
This afternoon, I picked LB and her friend L up from their dance class and drove across the street to L's Granny's house to drop her off. When LB closed the van door, somehow she managed to close the rubber ball of her baton into the door. I tried opening the door from the inside and then from the outside and it wouldn't even budge.
It only took me a moment to completely panic ... I could see a body shop involved in removing the baton from the door. I could also see a van flooded with rain water since we had storms predicted all night and I don't have a garage where I could park the van.
I called Ronnie, who suggested that I call my youngest brother who works for a local tire store. He was busy at the moment so I called and talked to both of my parents. Mama quickly passed me off to Daddy who had a few suggestions, but I decided to wait for Philip to call back.
Virginia and Tennessee
3 days ago