Mother's Day Tits and Tats

Mother's Day Tits and Tats
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2007-09-22 11:42:18
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(written Mother's Day - 2007)I had a wonderful Mother's Day. I spent it grilling chicken at a lovely little park with a stream full of frogs, crayfish, and chubs to catch. I waded in the muck of the stream bed and got my jeans all wet and squished mud between my toes. I was also delivered a knock out smartass punch by my yougest son. That was the tit. Here's the tat that preceeded it.My 17 year old is a wonderful young man. He's never given me a moment of trouble. I mean to keep it that way. When he went to spend the night with a friend who's parents were out of town I didn't want to appear to be untrusting - on the other hand, I'm not one to let things happen as they will. Not after the lessons his older brother taught me when he was the same age!I resolved my dilemma by calling his older brother and his older sister and telling THEM to call him off and on throughout the night to just keep a gentle pressure on him to make wise choices. My ploy (or "tat" in this "tit for tat" formula) came out in conversation at the streamside bbq. My youngest son rolled his eyes at me and said, "Mom, you don't have to worry. We weren't doing any drugs."I rushed to assure him that OF COURSE I knew he'd been the very picture of responsible young adulthood! Then he continued... "We only bought a hooker."Well, while I was picking up my jaw from the picnic table and my oldest son was trying to repair the gut he busted LAUGHING... my youngest son added another tit to match my over-protective tat. "But don't be upset - we didn't have sex with her." (I started breathing again, only to have it punched out.) "We just did body shots on her."Tit for Tat. We're even now.