I sound like a 5 year old girl who just had her pigtails pulled by her brother, more often than my little Cydnee
“hey this guy is just about as crazy as me and I understand him”, but I sure hope they aren’t offended. Actually, I don’t care. I am not a nice person. Ask any of my kids. Well ask the older one’s that don’t need my permission to eat ice cream for a bedtime snack.