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look at his face. you can see it in his eyes. you know, that faraway kind of look that says, "i've got the giggles and the munchies and i feel pretty out of it." that's right. the boy has discovered pot.

i just walked into the room, and there he was, unashamedly using it right there in front of me. in a panic and a fury i angrily asked, "where did you learn about this?" with a kind of innocence i didn't expect he replied, "i learned it from watching you!"

this is your toddler. this is your toddler with pot. any questions?











Comments

cathyq said…
I am glad to see that you are teaching your child the important lessons early in life; it is never too soon to start. Now you have to start thinking about "the talk" before he discovers the joy of sex (did I say sex? I meant "sets" of pots and pans).

too cute; he is my sweetie
Anonymous said…
ah man. mom said the s-word.


oh snap.
greg milinovich said…
mom, seriously. could you avoid using that word? some of us are trying to act like adults here, and you have to keep bringing it back to a juvenile level. is it because you spend all day with a bunch of hormonal teenagers, trying to teach them literature?

mary, get over it. sex. sex. sex.

oh snap.

greg.
Megan said…
what a cute little pot head

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