tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-523354420095079776.post4001489870963194340..comments2023-07-11T22:18:59.085-04:00Comments on Domestic Mischief: Day 19. Summer.Tiffanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08762583175264212276noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-523354420095079776.post-77619274131494079992011-08-23T13:06:20.712-04:002011-08-23T13:06:20.712-04:00I think "squirty kitty" was just you and...I think "squirty kitty" was just you and Jenna. And mostly everything else? HOLY EMBARRASSMENT, MOM. STOP IT.Tiffanyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08762583175264212276noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-523354420095079776.post-88564529089473638782011-08-23T12:40:14.993-04:002011-08-23T12:40:14.993-04:00Seriously? Some Mom's are just too busy being...Seriously? Some Mom's are just too busy being Moms and have squashed the inappropriate laughter and shenanigan genes... but I do remember some "Squirty Kitty" songs, breakout seat dancing, and totally-cannot-breathe-seriously-I'm-going-to-die laughing. But it's easier to remember that craziness when your Mom is gone. For instance, I'm pretty dang sure the whole fish heads on rice dish was to get a total rise out of us kids and give us "she's nuts" fodder for millenia of Mamaw stories.Celeryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09832305982249451767noreply@blogger.com