Men are from Mars & Kids are from Wacktown

Women have spent billions on trying to understand men.........men are easy!! Feed em & leave em alone.....

Kids......those are creatures I will never understand.

Bre: can I call my friend mama? She wrote her number for me.
Me: lemme see the # baby and we will see.
Bre: *produces a paper with the numbers 16732290184*
Me: baby thats not a phone #........have her mama write it down.
Bre: but its a number
Me: yes but not a phone number.......
Bre: then why did someone answer when I snucks your phone and called it?
------------ If another creeper starts stalkin me cause of her......Imma trade her for a hunting dog.

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Nae's " to do" list on her dry erase board:

Get stuff together
Pack snack for school
Straighten hair

*Right below this board is a litter box full of poo and empty food/water bowls*

Me: why dont you write " do chores, before my mama kills me." ?!?!
Lanae: cause I really needed to straighten my hair for school.
Me: but people wont see your hair, if you dont do your chores, cause I'm gonna throttle you.
Lanae: I have frizzy hair mama... *stares at me like I'm missing the point*

----------she obviously missed the threat to her LIFE !

De-frizzing her hair shouldnt make the "Top 3 things to do today" list.
Dont die would totally be my #1.......

Why must 11 yr olds not fear death?
If would make my job easier if she did.....just sayin.

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James: sometimes I dream of not havin a mama & daddy....
Me: why would you dream that?!?!
James: cause kids with no parents get to do what they want....and eat candy all the time....and have a dog.
Me: yeah til they croak of starvation & exposure to the elements.
James: * shrugs* i dont even know what starvations are.......
Me: I see.......and because you dont know what starvation is, you can survive it???? Totally makes sense.

.....you aint Martin Luther King.....quit dreamin.

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Ayla: AY-ya crys at Nanas aday....yeah, Ay-ya cry....*nodding head*
Me: why were u crying at Nanas?
Ayla: cause dat poop dot on my pinger.
-----------convo stops.......dont even wanna know why this happened OR who's poo was on your "pinger".

Got one callin creeperz,
One dreaming of being Orphan Annie,another with "Poo Pingers"  and women are acting like men are the weirdos.........