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This morning started out wonderfully, we slept in, played 'hookie' from church, met Fab MIL and Wonderful FIL and the breakfast crew for brunch at the mex-fest restaurant (as is usual for a Sunday morning around here.)
We come home and all is well, review chore charts and add up dimes. Hit the Bean Jar and everyone is settling in.
THEN???? IT HAPPENS... The world -- comes.to.an.END!!! Oh, the whoa!! The whoa of a six year old who can not tie a knot in a balloon. Even worse? It's an air filled water balloon. I show her, I offer to help, Farmer, Jr. offers to help -- BAD MOVE Farmer, Jr.
The tears fall, the temperment faulters and after ten minutes of walking around the house crying and whining about it, Lil'Gal finally falls to the ground in a mess of a heap and exclaims, tearfully, "I'm having a BAD DAY!!!" *sigh* *more crying* "All....Because....I can NOT tie a KNOT!!!"
Thus, the world is coming to an end -- at least for this particular six-year-old.
Happy Sunday!
3 comments:
Fiber One:
But don't you wish you could do the same -- just fall to the ground and say, "I'm having a BAD day"
:-)
Hope the crisis is resolved soon. :-)
.....AND you now have 60 followers....
The DRAMA of it all!
[quietly tiptoes away, whistling a boy tune]
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