After dropping Riley off in the mornings, and on the way to Seth's preschool, we keep ending up behind a cute little sports car with the license plate,
"PURE FUN." 
If I'm going to take responsiblity for all the negative that comes my way, (which I try to do) I'm claiming this too.
I'm taking it personally.
I bring "PURE FUN" into my life!
In fact, I'm a fricking riot!
Vroom, vroom!
* Photo from theweeklydriver.com
8 comments:
While I can't stop all bad things
I can effect how I react to them
I am going to bring fun.
You already are "Pure Fun"!
Must be a nice Cleveland thing. I once saw a Rolls Royce with the plate IWSH14U on 480 at Rockside Road.
Today I'm either a Pinto ready to explode or a Hummer - ready to roll over someone's head. Pure fun! LOL!
Nice wheels!
My idea of pure fun tonight is a quiet house with sleeping boys.
I haven't posted on your blog before, but I have read it several times. I did post a comment a few entries down. I found you via Dianne's blog and I am a parent of a 3 year old boy and a 23 month boy with autism/SPD. You can hop down to read that, but I am grateful to have found you!
www.snoopmurph.blogspot.com
Bring it. Bring the fun.
You are pure fun. You are a hayride at night, a pee-inducing laugh, a veritable tickle-fest.
Yes you are.
Pure.
Fun.
Yes! You know the joke, "It's all about me," well, everything IS about us, everything IS personal, in a good way, everything is a message from God to US. God, that dickens, what a chatterbox!
And you ARE a freakin' riot!
love.
Glinda
I love a freakin' riot - no wait! I mean a freakin' riot is pure fun - no, not that either. Why am I so literal today!?
You ARE that car. All shiny and fierce and full of fun ...
Yup, you're a riot! Or, as my girls say, "a hoot!"
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