You know you're the mother of a boy when you reach in your purse to find some chapstick and a plastic sword stabs your hand.
You look in your purse to find the culprit of the pain and notice the sword, but that's not all. A helmet to an action figure is also shoved under a dirty tissue and crumpled up paper.
And that my friends is how you know you are the mother of a boy.
Next week, how you know it's time to clean out your purse.
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7 comments:
HAHAHAHAHHA! Oh yes. Glad I am not the only one.
Jess ~
Thanks for the smile you just put on my face.
Janel
Hehehe! I had all girls, so it was always doll clothes or hair barretts.
Hey - get out of my purse!!! :) Boys are so much fun!
Or Hot Wheels!
haha-- too funny....
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love ya
yep - have had those things lurking in that thing I call a purse as well. I just checked and right now I have three boy's socks in my purse (all without matches!)
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