my date with a fireman…

I hate to toot my own horn, but the reality is…..i receive many awards in the mothering department. I also hate to disappoint ladies like “Pioneer woman” and “dooce”, but it’s just the truth. I love to bake cookies with the children….so much so, that yesterday as i was wallowing in my “life defining moment”, i grabbed my favorite box of oatmeal cranberry cookies from Trader Joe’s. I always keep a box of them in the freezer for those moments of baking with the children……

….so we opened the bag of already rolled and ready to put out on the cookie sheet….when i heard the sound of a fire truck………hmmmm…..i thought to myself as i looked around the kitchen and noticed NO children were helping me bake cookies..strange i thought…………it sounded like the fire truck was right outside my front door……..i better take a look……..

…..and still no children…….but then another fire truck pulled up…….

…I had a feeling that the award i was supposed to receive this evening ……was not going to happen….

…..and instead was indeed going to “pioneer woman”……. Can i ask you now…..why..oh..why….

do kids like to take the phone and hide in the closet to crank call 911?….and why do they yell…

FIRE…..and hang up….

why?…..

…..thank GOD they didn’t say…..my mom has a belt in her hands and she’s going to beat me….no….

thank goodness they didn’t say that……

….so my lovely readers….i am so sorry to have to forfeit my lovely award this year…..i guess i can try again next year?…..

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