The spicy one. Who always provide me with gray hair and blog fodder.
The one, who as you can see below, ensures that my nails will forever stay clipped short, so when I grab her arm tightly when she throws fits like she details below ...
... will never pierce the skin.
8 comments:
Dude! Do her own laundry and make lunches? You are brilliant. I am so using that next time Morgan throws a fit about nothing. For sure the lunches. Making school lunches is one of my least favorite things ever.
That is awesome :)
Oh, I love this! 'From the one that screams' How hilarious is she?! You must, must keep this note.
Nice. I'm going to have to remember making their own lunches. I hate that, it's the worst thing about the school year.
oh my ... Jill, seriously -- that child is a trip! Yes, "that one" !!
Priceless!!!
Oh my god, that is hilarious! (Less so to live it I'd imagine, but oh so fun to read ;).)
I still have a note that daughter Laura wrote (many years ago--she's now 31) which reads:
Dear Mom,
I hate you.
Love,
Laura
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