Last night I went to my parents house after work. I always feel sorry for those that don't have a good relationship with their family. Mine absolutely blows me away. They are crazy and sometimes make me crazy but I always know when I need it, they are there. And sometimes even when I don't need them they are still there. Work yesterday SUCKED but it all didn't matter when I walked into their house and all I can hear is "
BETHY,
BETHY,
BETHY"at the top of his little lungs. I love that voice. I love when he laughs especially while hiding, silly kid doesn't understand that you're supposed to be quite while hiding. Yesterday he farts then looks at me and says "
Bethys turn
pffffft" while pointing at my bottom. I almost died laughing. I think I will keep him.