Buttons, what buttons?

As I was trying to get both kids dressed and out the door this morning…

C: “Roar! ROAR! I’m ROARING in your face!”

Mommy: “Don’t push my buttons. I’m tired and grumpy.”

C: (Looking puzzled and inspecting my shirt) “You don’t have any buttons on today.”

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Comments

  1. Running2Ks says:

    LOL! You know, I used to think my mom literally had eyes in the back of her head–I kept looking for them.

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