It’s All About .METhe Life and Times of Carrie Hill

I swear they’re out to get me….my kids that is.  I’m convinced they wake each morning and take bets on how frazzled and screamin mad they get me….then settle up at bed-time each day.  I guess I should be happy they’re doing this – because it’s probably the single thing in the world they happen to  do without fighting.

I imagine in my mind a bookie, scummy back room gambling hall, and my son, Aerik playing a gangster and loving every second of it.  In reality they probably bet Skittles.