so, last night it snowed again.
enough to cover the roads, and driveway, and yard,
but not enough to cancel, or even delay school
i got up early,
went outside,
and shoveled a path up to the street,
so that no little feet had to get wet
as they walked to the bus stop.
in addition, i scraped steve's van,
warmed it up (as i do EVERY morning),
and shoveled a path to it,
so that his sweet little feet wouldn't get wet either.
and guess what?
no one said thanks, mom.
or thanks, hon.
whatever.
lame-o's.
4 comments:
You mean snow doesn't shovel itself? Clothes don't wash themselves? Dishes don't dance their way from the table to the dishwasher to the cupboard?
I find this all way too believable!! :)
Thanks Aunt Amy :)
Oh that ain't right.
hysterical.
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