...that I am supposed to be a mother of girls. Maybe even teach only girls. I am a girly-girl to the extreme.
Today I had to go shopping to find some toys to (bribe) motivate my boys to behave. I have three boys in particular that make me want to pull my hair out and run screaming through the hallways.
So as I wander through the toy aisles I'm just shaking my head. I mean, who can find these things fun?
Luckily, Wal-Mart had a sale on all kinds of boy's toys, so I racked up. I have a Hot Wheels semi-truck, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles figures, and some other stuff that I have no idea how to pronounce.
I have a feeling the boys are going to be drooling tomorrow!
PS - Don't feel bad for the girls. I got some cute art kits for a dollar each for the girls.