The Sincerest Form of Flattery
June 27th, 2009I just want to say that when my mom used to tell me my copycat baby sister only did what I did because she admired me, what she should have said was, “Suck it up. It will be a thousand times worse if you end up having one of those stalker kids who wants to do whatever you’re doing.” Because Violet’s ideal day would be one that started with a third party binding our two bodies together with an entire roll of duct tape. She wants to be doing whatever I am doing. Am I closed in the bathroom? This is unacceptable. From outside the bathroom, she cannot watch my waste swirl down the flushed toilet. Am I taking medicine? HOLY SCREAMING WHY CAN’T SHE HAVE SOME OF THAT TOO?! If there was a rabid monkey eating my face off, she would whine shrilly to indicate her displeasure, as if to say shriek, “WHERE IS MY RABID FACE-EATING MONKEY?!”
June 27th, 2009 at 8:43 am
I’m sorry we used up all her well-behavedness (is that a word?)on Wednesday! I wish you good sleep and a better day tomorrow.
June 27th, 2009 at 9:38 pm
Unless of course you are sleeping, right? Then she wants none of that!