The sound track of my life...

If you could listen to the soundtrack of my life, it would be the dog barking constantly. Me screaming "shut your pie hole" to the dog and Grayson saying potty words. All I can figure is that boys have a set amount of potty words to be said in a day and Grayson can not get them out at school. He says bootie more times that I can count not to mention all private parts and poop. Poop is an endless funny word for a 6 year old. I lead a silly life. The bonus is that we have tenants who I am quite sure hear a good bit of it or workers. The other day our carpenter was subjected to Grayson singing a song about his tallywacker. Peter taught him that word. Thank you Peter! I apologized as I could not make it stop. The carpenter said he found it amusing. I've started to think my life is a reality TV show with all of these people in our house. Sadly, they have been here so long we have forgotten to consider them. Thats the state of the union. Stop by if your bored.