Scott came home late last night.
When I woke up this morning,
I asked him where my chocolate was.
His payment for forgeting to tell me about no carpool on Tuesday
He said there was no chocolate.
Not until I edit my blog.
Scott plays hardball sometimes.
But I want to write my blog and
eat my chocolate too.
I'm going to go search the kids room.
I think there is some left over easter candy there.