Meet TSA

I come from a long line of smart asses....I don't say this viciously, just matter of fact. You would think I wouldn't be shocked; I should not be surprised, right?  I thought my Mom was the Top Smart Ass (not anymore- in more ways than one!), but my son has brought smart-asstry to a new level...even for us!  I'm such a proud Mom.

As some of you know, he is working this summer at our denominational camp.  He left last Saturday and headed to the hills.  I gave him enough time (Sunday morning to be exact) and texted "I assume you are there!"  Almost one week later he texts "Yes I'm here."  Well I sort of figured that! -- I didn't text that snarky remark but I did text "Pictures!!!"  You know what I mean, right?  I wanted to live vicariously and see what's going on there.  A mom is nosy that way.  It's our right!  It's in our DNA! They should be proud we aren't asking about their bowel movements anymore!!!!

TSA (top smart ass....that's his new name!) sent these beautiful pictures. Ah, to live vicariously through the eyes of TSA!!!

His text "Here ya go"

I think someone forgot to add water! Unfortunately this kid isn't at hill country camp!!!

No! I'm not a camp counselor and I do not know Top Smart Ass!!!

I'm a Shih tzu, I tell ya....I am NOT a pug!!!

Ooooh!  I bet you wanted a picture of me when I was 10!!

"Ok ok.  Here's a picture of me."

Thank you, TSA! Glad you are enjoying yourself!! Can't wait to receive the next batch of camp pictures.  Who knows, I might start a scrapbook....only take off the "s."  Yes, I can be snarky too!