Monday, February 21, 2011

Happy Birthday, Mr. President

Good times in the Mo household.  Picked up R late from his dad's so they wouldn't have to rush through dinner.  yes, I am that ex-wife who does whatever he asks to just fucking keep the peace.

Anyway, we get home and R demands something or the other in his typical dictator fashion.  I turn to him and I say, "Am I your slave?  Didn't Abraham Lincoln abolish slavery?  Go get it yourself." 

and you know what???  He did.

amazing.

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