Welcome to the wild, discontinuous, and virtually unwatched ramblings of a mother of five.

KA-CHOW

You cannot even begin to understand how tired I am of this word.

Buzzy seriously runs through the house, and every third word out of his mouth...KA-CHOW! He is a quick little thing,and blurs by and at the top of his lungs, here it comes again... KA-CHOW. Playing with his matchbox cars... Yep one more time KA-CHOW. In the bathtub the other night... shows me his tushy (his words) and you guessed it... KA-CHOW. Thank you Lightning McQueen.

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