Little Andrew (yes, the real one...my Sugar-Boy) had had a really bad day, according to his Daddy and Mama. In Wal-Mart, he was reprimanded several times for messing with things on the shelves and in the cart. Daddy had gone around to the other side of the aisle and heard Mama say, "I need help." He went around the corner to discover that Andrew had slammed down a bottle of Diet Coke and busted it...splattering its contents all over himself and his mother. Mama was LIVID...Daddy gave Andrew a pop...and they all left Wal-Mart.
When they got home, they took Andrew's tv out of his room and he laid down for a nap. When he got up, Mama went into his room and talked to him and explained why he had been punished. All seemed to be going well for a few minutes. Then Andrew started smart-mouthing his mother (I've tried to tell y'all about "the fours"). Mama got mad again and sent him to his room until he could "straighten himself out."
Mama and Anna were sitting on the couch beside each other during all this; and suddenly Anna looked up at Mama and said,
"Sooo.....who's your favorite now?"
Tonya said she almost peed in her pants from laughing so hard!
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