The other day I was wandering through WalMart when I heard a small child screaming from several aisles over. He was obviously very unhappy about something, as his wails escalated to a fever pitch.
Through the screams and tears, I could decipher only a few words.
"Mama......
......please........
.........Red Bull.........."
Good call, mom. Yikes.
Friday, May 08, 2009
Bullheaded
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That is HORRIBLE!!! Sounds like he was going through detox! Oh, I'm gonna be so strict about what my little Noelle ingests into her precious body!!!
Just want to reiterate that I REALLY love this no TV thing you're doing! It really does produce more blogs! Now if I could only get unbusy long enough to post myself... I don't even know if we'll be able to take a 23 week picture this week! How horrible! A whole week of my pregnancy GONE because I don't know where anything is in my new house!
SERIOUSLY?? I tried that nasty stuff once and couldn't take more than a sip. Poor kid *L* hope he recovers soon.
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