This very well may be, the funniest dang post I've read in a long long time.
Go HERE to Eric's. If you read him, you may have read this. If you don't read him, and you need a laugh, you need to click on over.
My thoughts?
First, it is obvious to me now why he calls his mother, "My Sainted Mother".
Second, three boys is NOTHING compared to One Eric.
Third... I'd have had a stroke!
Sidenote to my Dad: Dad... go read it. It has the makings of something that will make you laugh... boy stuff, Deep South, and stuff you just flat can't make up.
Posted by Boudicca at March 18, 2010 10:09 PMGood story. It stirs long forgotten memories of my Southern upbringing.
Posted by: Angus of Islay at March 19, 2010 08:58 AMVery good story. :) But the kind you don't tell your kids until they are grown and have kids of their own! I remember one time my two older brothers and I thought about writing a list of all the horrid things we had done and got away with and giving it to our dad for Father's Day. What stopped us was that our two youngest brothers were still living at home, and we figured they might be locked up as a precautionary measure.
Posted by: PeggyU at March 19, 2010 03:25 PM... thank you, Bou!...... and hey, most Moms that I know deserve a medal for having put up with their kids....... or in many cases, "sainthood"!..... I trust that it is more common that you realize, ma'am......
... thanks for the link!..... and I am glad that you enjoyed the story!.... I bet you live stories kinda like that almost every day with your little ones!....