the following has been edited for the benefit of those poor souls who have to read it.
Little Sister: “Mama, where we goin’?”
Me: “Shopping.”
LS: “Where goin’?”
Me: “We’re going shopping.”
LS: “Where goin’?”
Me: “Shopping.”
LS: “Where goin’?”
Me: “Still shopping.”
LS: “Where goin’?”
Me: “Shopping.”
LS: “oh.”
In the car, headed to the store
Little Sister: “Mama, where Carowine?” (Caroline)
Me: “She’s at her house.”
LS: “Where Carowine?”
Me: “At her house.”
LS: “Where Carowine?”
Me: “At her house.”
LS: “Where Carowine?”
Me: “At her house.”
LS: “Where Carowine?”
Me: “At her house.”
LS: “Where Carowine?”
Me: (through clenched teeth) “At her house. Stop asking me that!“
LS: “Where Daddy?”
Me: “He’s at work.”
LS: “Where Daddy?”
Me: “He’s working.”
LS: “Where Daddy?”
Me: “Working.”
LS: “Where Daddy?”
Me: “Working! LS, please stop. You’re driving Mama crazy.”
brief pause
LS: “Mama, where we goin’?”
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HELP ME!!!!!!!!!!!!
About Melissa
I’m sooooooooo sorry. I’m such a lame friend. I **forgot** we were supposed to meet you at the mall. David is sick, and I am without a car, but it would have been nice if I’d called and *told* you this. Sigh… I’m a losah!
that’s alright. we didn’t go to the mall. we ended up at produce junction and the dollar store in exton. did you know that the dollar store sells preganacy tests? that sure beats the $14 ones you see in cvs. Whatever! i picked up, like, 5!
Pregnancy tests huh?
you’ll understand someday, dear. then you’ll be the one sending your husband to the drug store at 10pm because you can’t sleep not knowing. pretty much every married person has done that at LEAST once. so it’s good to have a few on hand.
ok, well you just keep me posted then
No more pregnancy tests in this house!!!!!! YIPPEEEEEEEEe!!!!!!!!!
you’re hilarious.