My son's absolute inability to sleep past seven a.m., no matter how
late I permit him to stay up, can FTFO. So can his inclinations to go
looking for his sister, and wake her up for company.
I
was awakened this morning by the wails of a strongly unhappy little
girl who really wasn't ready to wake up. She's in the sleepy part of a
growth spurt. I bet that, if she could, wasn't asleep again, and had
the terminology (and if Mama wouldn't wash her mouth out with soap),
she'd tell her brother to FTFO.
I sympathize. I wasn't ready to get up, either.
Friday, December 14, 2012
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That sucks. Too bad he's not old enough for crossword puzzles.
Huge FO to the murder in school. There are no words for something so horrible. The people who responded--teachers, staff, officers--God bless them for what they did.
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