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DUDE! It's like they KNOW me!!
I'm a yeller. Not proud of it, but I am. I yell for the kids to get dressed for school. I yell because we are running late for school. I yell up the stairs at the kids to come down for dinner. I yell when I am mad, happy, whatever. Just call me a big, fat loud mouth. I am a yeller.
Zac (hubby) is a lecturer. He lectures. All. The. Time. When the kids get a bad grade, they can expect to sit down and listen to dad discuss it for an eternity. When they do what they aren't supposed to do, dad will "talk" to them about it. You get the drift.
Personally, having lived with the latter growing up (of course, mine was a drunk lecturer. Zac just lectures), I would much prefer to be yelled at.
So, when Nolan told me this afternoon, "I don't have to listen to YOU; YOU aren't the boss. DAD IS!!", did I yell at him?? Nope. I told on him.
Who's the Boss Now, Punk?
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