Sam: Mom, I want a big drum set for Christmas!
Mom: We have to talk to Dad about that.
Dad: Where are his bongo drums?
Mom: I put them in the basement.
Dad: Why?
Mom: To myself (That is a silly question).
Dad: I am going to get them.
What did I hear at 6:30am? I was awoken to a drumming drummer down stairs. I go down stairs.
Sam: Is everyone awake?
Mom: No, there is no drumming until everyone is awake and downstairs.
Sam: Sisi is awake, I hear her.
Mom: No she is not, no drumming, I am going back to bed.
Sam: Aahhh!
20 minutes later.....
Sam: Screaming from downstairs...MMMMOOOOOMMMM the garbage truck is coming and I can't open the door.
NOW EVERYONE IS AWAKE!!! And the drumming goes on.
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I am praying for patience for you;).
I will join Jackie in praying for patience!
Oh, no... any chance the drums could just happen to find themselves back in the basement? I will pray for quiet peaceful mornings for you... and patience!
LOLOLOL!!! Now that's funny! I really love reading people's conversations with their kids...kids are SO entertaining! Thanks for entertaining!
Know what I immediately thought of?
Drums keep pounding a rhythm to the brain....and the beat goes on....
It's Cher...what can I say?
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