M: Can I borrow a shirt?
Me: I guess. If you promise not to stain it. Which one do you want?
M: I like the one you're wearing.
Me: Me too, that's why I'm wearing it.
M: So can I borrow it or what?
Me: Borrow what?
M: The shirt you're wearing!
Me: No, I'm wearing it.
M: GOD you are SO MEAN
(stomps off in a huff)
Friday, January 16, 2009
How to know your daughter is a teenager
Labels: conversations, momming, teenagers
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7 little kittens say Meow:
Sssh....did you hear that??
that???
That crash in the distance???
That was the mother of year award as it fell off the shelf and shattered into a bazillion million peices.
Geez won't even give the kid the shirt off your back....tsk tsk.
Wow. I hope children's services has been called. This child obviously needs a better home. If you don't believe me, just ask her!
But just think, you must look really good in that shirt.
Did you tell M that no matter what shirt she wears she will never, ever have your rack? Did you tell her that? While that's something that you should break to her easy, she still should know.
M2 hasn't quite learned the art of negotiation, since what she was bargaining for could only be caused either way by my credit card and I just looked at her and said 'think about what you just said' and she did the big sigh and said 'nevermind'...
now I'll be ready for her wanting the clothes I'm wearing...
I am amazed you passed up an opportunity to photograph and feature your rack. That's not like you, Thystle. Are you sure you're feeling ok?
HA HA HA!!! So, so like a teenager. You do such vivid imitations.
I think I did this a thousand times when I was her age. It's so funny to read it from an adult's perspective!
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