okay so here's just a glimpes into the dysfunction i like to call my family!
a little background first: 9 a.m. church just isn't meant for the bulkley clan. casey works late on saturday nights so he can't even open his eyes when sacrament starts. i, being the righteous mother in zion that i am, decided to brave sacrament alone with my three monsters. inevitably chaos ensued, and i was literally going to have a breakdown. i took the crazy, insane, third child we call indie outside where she proceeded to poop her pants, so rushed her home to casey leaving chase and libby in the pew by themselves. i thought to myself, "surely they can sit for the 3 minutes it will take to get back to them." WRONGO when i came back in they were both running down the halls yelling at each other and racing to tattle on the other first. NIGHTMARE!! so i tried to remember i was in the house of the lord and decided to take this to a different location. we went to the car and sat there why i moaned and groaned and asked "WHY"?!?! okay, now to the good part.
me: what am i supposed to do with you guys? (a little rhetorical)
chase: let's take indie to the orphanage.
me: what????
chase: well, it will be sad but we need to do it. we just can't handle her!!
and there you have it, we just love ya and leave ya in these here parts!
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I seriously can't stop laughing. I love Libby's serious and decided decision. We'll take Indie, if it will distract Emery for 5 seconds it would be worth it.
Your kids are great! I am sure they are full entertainment, just like their mamma.
We just got our church changed to 11am, More excited about that than anything for this up comming ne year. It used to be at 8am. That had to of been the most challenging thing for me in 2007.
Such a funny post.
That's great! I remember those days when Dave worked Sunday's and I would take the kids alone to church. It does get better!
Oh my gosh I'm so mad I don't get to see them all the time anymore. That is the funniest story, I can totally hear him saying that.
I love that story. I have had days like that. Sunday is alway so crazy at my house too. It would be nice if it really was a day of rest.
gwampa told us this story last night and we about died-we've already retold it close to ten times. WHERE DID HE COME FROM?!?!?! oh, i love that kid.
Okay... seriously... that is by far one of thee best kid stories I have ever heard! I love Libby's rational, practical, logical solution to the problem! Ha-ha!!! You got to love 'em!!!!
heck no send her to me I love little girl p---y
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