Wednesday, December 16, 2009

SOS

Hi, my name is Taylor and I need your help. You see, I think my Mom is broken. I will admit that I can be a handful but I am a boy and I am good at my job. Don't hate me. But you see this is me...




I am cute so I use it to my advantage. When I get one of my several daily, "No, no Taylor"s I give her an "I love you Mom grin." When that doesn't work I stick out a pudgy cheek for her to kiss. (She is such a sucker for my cheeks.) And when all else fails I go in for the kill. I place a hand on each of Mom's cheek and lay a big baby slobbery kiss on her... it works every time. Except today.

Nothing worked. I think she is broken. All I did was fall out of the car, flood both bathrooms, eat my sister's medicine and refuse to take a nap or go to bed. I mean really, road rash is cool and I was just trying to say hi to my sister while Mom was picking her up from school. The bathrooms are now nice and clean thanks to me giving them a jump start. And poison control said the laxatives are harmless I will just need a few more bum changes. I mean really what is the problem? So I need your help, do you know how to fix my Mom because she really can't be mad at me? I mean look at this face.






6 comments:

Jen said...

Oh the joy of raising boys! I'm glad I'm not the only one that struggles to stay afloat everyday!

Jeni said...

I've had a few like that... sometimes they are just too cute to get in trouble, other times, NUTHIN can save them!

Stef said...

OH, you really can't be mad at that face can you?

trish said...

LOL ... he really flooded your bathrooms? It cracks me up just thinking about. Boys are crazy, but so much fun!

HeatherWasHere said...

This was ONE day. Oh my goodness, I'm glad to hear Taylor is still alive enough to send out the SOS, cute or no.

I have a terribly hard time saying no or getting mad at my youngest, too.

I'm sending patient, non-strangling thoughts your way...

Emily said...

Hi-larious! You're so sweet about your post. Mine? I'm like "I'm gonna kill him. Literally. Someone call CPS." So sorry about your rough day.