Today was a great day uo until I put the grils ro bed. Rob and I celebrated our 8th wedding anniversary by hanging out and just bumming around. We picked up some things we needed for the house sans kids. Had a lot of fun just being together.
Kids were pretty good when we got home. A few act ups, but not too bad. The problem arose when I was putting the girls in bed and Teesie told me their 11 year old uncle called Ambi a reatrd while we were gone.
I went ballistic. You do not, I repeat, do NOT call my little autistic girl a retard. No one on this planet will ever get away with that. Rob slapped him and while I don't condone hitting kids it was a good thing he did it instead of me. Really, it is.
Holy cow it is windy outside. Came downstairs because Lucas decided to dance on my bladder and it is crazy windy out. Wanted to finish this post up, too. Guess I did, g'night!
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omg...i would have been p'oed. How dare he!!
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