And I'm serious when I say it. Good-freakin' luck. Something doesn't feel right about that:)
Friday, 11 January 2013
Hmmmmm...
As anyone who reads this blog knows, we have three boys who range in age from 10 months to just over 4 years. Our home is many things, but it is always, always, loud and busy. It dawned on me this morning that when Jill packs up the boys and herds them into the van for some routine outing I don't turn to her and say 'I love you'. I don't say 'I'll miss you'. I don't give her a quick kiss and say 'Have fun'. Nine times out of ten I say 'Good Luck!' and slowly close the door.....
And I'm serious when I say it. Good-freakin' luck. Something doesn't feel right about that:)
And I'm serious when I say it. Good-freakin' luck. Something doesn't feel right about that:)
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Just throw in an "I love you" after the "good luck" and you are all good. You are living in a fairly uncivilized time...in the trenches we used to say :). Get some more video up!
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