Friday, February 6, 2009

To whichever child of mine-

whom I lovingly gave birth to and have fed and clothed and sheltered pretty much all of the time since then- that pulled all the clean clothes out of the dryer and threw them all over the floor last night.

It's like you want me to fail.

3 comments:

Call Me Cate said...

Did you figure out which one did it? Considering your leanings toward violence (or is that reserved for plumbers?), I'd be afraid to confess.

andy said...

Wait until one of them breaks your 20 year old tweezers...THEN you'll be justified a good ol' freak fest. The most awesome tweezers EVER...sigh.

Sarah said...

You know what scares the shit out of me, Andy? I totally get your obsession with good tweezers. I only, literally, more than a dozen pairs. Some of them suck, some of them are okay, the two or three best pair I can never find. And I keep them hidden all over the place- the car, every bathroom, my bedside table...