I'm going to have to call and apologize to Mom again.
Every once in awhile, back when Little Sis was The Demon Child, I'd get a dose of what it was like to be my Mom and I would call her and apologize for being... well... me. Today I picked up my very nice shower gel which was mostly hidden in the bathroom. It was empty. After the shower I picked up my bottle of leave-in conditioner. Also empty. I *know* I've told her not to touch both products. I know I told her the hair stuff was over ten dollars a bottle and I couldn't afford to have to replace it. I know she has tons of hair stuff of her own.
Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!
I'm feeling a hell of a lot more comfortable with our decision to leave her here with Little Sis. Yes, you read that right. We're leaving the two of them alone together. For two weeks. Lesser of two evils and all that. At least I *hope* it's the lesser evil.
It *is* the lesser evil right?
Right???
M.
Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!
I'm feeling a hell of a lot more comfortable with our decision to leave her here with Little Sis. Yes, you read that right. We're leaving the two of them alone together. For two weeks. Lesser of two evils and all that. At least I *hope* it's the lesser evil.
It *is* the lesser evil right?
Right???
M.