September 19, 2011

fool me once, strike one. fool me twice, strike three.

so people, i realize you're all quite anxious for me to pop out yet but i'm just not quite ready yet. my daddy's birthday was friday and he REALLY wanted me to come then but i take after my mother's side and tend to not want to share the spotlight, know what i mean? saturday though, i was ready to leave the nest. mostly in part because i REALLY did not want to sit though this movie [rory gilmore, james mcavoy, rachel evan wood- you'd think it'd be awesome. so wasn't]. so i put the contractions on full gear, complete with the rock-hard stomach. my mom was in pain but hey, so is life.

then i heard her freaking out. then i started to freak out- so ya, i stopped. i'm not ready to leave yet! a 24 hour water bed, food to me when i want, and float around all day- this is the life! i know, i know- no follow through. how am i going to make the runnin rebel basketball team with that kind of attitude? well i'm not. thank goodness i'm gonna be a star lacrosse player.

1 comment:

KinderTeach said...

Landon, get used to your mother freaking out. She does it all the time. That is when you have to call your favorite aunt to bail you out and calm your mother down. If you come out of your Mom by Friday, I'll bring you a slurpee this weekend