This weekend I found out that my sister is being a typical teenager. Sneaking off in my mom's car and getting caught at the river with an unopened beer in her hand.
Then Steve's ex drops yet another bombshell.
They want to move to either Mississippi or the other side of Wichita... Guess which one they think is the better of the 2. If you thought or said Mississippi then you get the golden snitch and win for the day. I have nothing to say. I am so utterly speechless about the whole ordeal that all I can say is, "Well, can you keep your job this time?" I just want to cry. The kids won't be here when I deliver. We aren't going to be able to see them everyday. I just don't know what else to think. Or say.
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