I gotta know what kind of crack are these other Carpool Moms are putting in their frozen waffles? Keep in mind that I only do carpool once a week, so I take great pride in my day. I plan ahead, people. Joke of the day, lunch topics, carpool music....you WANT to be in my car. (I should let you know that I only drive the twins...no other children). Todays lunch topic Toe Jam & why are raisins rotten? Anyway, Pickle and Bob either ride in silence or snarl at each other the entire 1.5 miles. Then, we sit in the carpool circle and I watch every other child bounce out of their car...Bounce, Blow a kiss, say something sweet (I can read lips), and gently shut the door. It gets worse... Then in the crosswalk they turn and flash their Colgate smile and wave one more time letting their Mom know that they will count the minutes until they are joined again. In my car...Bob and Pickle fly out of the car, slam the door as I yell, I love y......., and drag their backpacks behind them into the school. Crack people! There is crack in the waffles!!
Posted on: Fri, 21 Mar 2014 13:07:33 +0000
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