okay, today, like mother said, we were cleaning out our boxes in the garage. nevermind that most of the boxes between the three of us (brody, jacob, and myself), were mostly jakes. brode and i only had a box each. yeah. once brode and i were done with our one box, we resorted to picking up trash.
a habit of our kittens, before they were ban outside, was not going to the bathroom in the litter box. so brode and i spent time doing that as well. fun. then- as brody leans over to pick up some more delightfulness, he tips the bag thats already half full of it, on its side. he stand up. i start to smile. then- he realizes. haha! his face was full of such shock, horror, and disgust. he, uselessly trys to clamor up a mountain of random objects to avoid further being down-poured upon by the delightfulness that continues to unload. he did not succeed. he ended up finally putting the bag up right and standing there with a priceless expression. haha! i felt his pain. but the process was pretty funny.
i feel dirty.
JORDAN LINDSEY CARR!!!! why is your blog not accessible to me!!!??? grrr.
(im pretty worried about you. i havent heard from you since yesterday morning. im praying that your okay.)
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