The boys and I have been playing soccer in our hallway for literally hours each day. The scores are routinely in the 70's -- alas, the temperature is not. Yesterday, Matthew had just scored for our team, tying things up. "High five," he crowed, running back to me.
And as I high-fived him, Cameron kicked the ball past me, into the goal, and shouted, "Don't celebrate yet, old lady!"
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ROFLMAO!
Ouch! Where did he pick that one of from?!
Remind me never to play soccer with the boys. I don't think I could bear to be called "really, really old lady"
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