We thought she had left us for good. She certainly overstayed her welcome. But alas, she is back. With a vengeance.
Yesterday as Andy was leaving for work I ran out after him and hollered "HEY!!...You forgot something!"
He patted his pants pockets for his wallet and held his keys up and said, "What?"
"HER," I said, and I pulled her out the door by the arm as she was kicking, screaming, wailing and weeping.
"Uh-uh, I don't think so," and he sped away as he mouthed "Good Luck."
So this morning I tried again.
"Hey, guess what today is? It's TAKE YOUR DAUGHTER TO WORK Day. Lucky you!"
"Nice try."
Sigh. I may be sending up smoke signals later if it becomes too unbearable. Someone rescue me, please.
4 comments:
I know two old people in Atlanta that will take her.....send her on
can I send my Sybil (the male version ) to the above old people in Atlanta as well? I'll even poke holes in the box. :)
just know you are not alone!
Lisa
aka: workout mommy
I'd like to get on the waiting list with the 2 old people in Atlanta.
Seriously, your Sybil is just like my son. The temper tantrums. I cannot stand them. I want to jump out the second story window on "hissy fit" days.
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