Hope comes walking into Scott's office today after school as he and I are having a discussion about this huge chart he wants me to bring home. "I am not taking that thing home. We are trying to get rid of stuff not collect more" I explain to him sternly. Hope chimes in with a "Yeah, Dad, you are such a 'hoe-der'." Wait. What?
I gently laugh and reply "Hoarder, Hope, someone who can't throw anything away." Oh.
You know the word . . . blond.
Love the graphics mommy!
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