Unrelated photo of my mom with her five kiddos. I thought our unplanned matchability was uncanny!
I was talking to my mom the other day, can't remember about what. Anyway, she started to tell me about how to do something or other, and I said, "I know, Mom. I Goog**d it." And then I made this stupid little joke about how we don't need our parents anymore...we have Goog**. To which we both laughed. It was a JOKE, folks!
Yesterday I took Maddie to the park and while there a bee stung her on the finger! How dare it! I don't care if she was attempting to pick it up!!! Anyway, as I was carrying her home my mom called. After she told my why she called, I told her Maddie had just gotten stung, and what was it I was supposed to do for bee stings again?
She asked my dad, who said something about pure clay. Only my dad keeps something like "pure clay" lying around the house. So I asked her what else...and my mom said she didn't know for sure--"just look it up on the internet"!
Don't think I don't realize that I brought that upon myself!
Maddie is fine, is apparently not allergic to bee stings (thank goodness!), and only one bee lost its life in connection to this post.
Traditions and belt buckles.
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