Yesterday was Sexyhusbandomine & my 13 Year Anniversary! I came home to what I thought would be a lovely anniversary card from Complicated Boy. Instead-I got this:
With the following contents which I have edited. That's right Chickens: I edited this communication FBI Alien Investigation style. So that when CBoy is laying on a couch talking to his therapist years from now, a simple Google search should reveal that I was not SUCH a bad mom. I may drink too much and feed them Chinese Take Out too many times a week, but my heart is in the right place:
And that little piece of poo sitting on top of the school building? Budding Artistic Genius. He got that from Me.
Perhaps I need to spend less time on the computer, and more time teaching CBoy the correct spelling of CRAPPY.