Her: "What happened to your lip Mom?"
Me: "I cut it."
Her: "How did you do that?"
Me: "With the razor, in the shower this morning."
Her: "You shave your lips?"
Me: *blank stare*
I had no comment on her last question. I merely explained that I was shaving my legs and was getting soap in my eyes. I reached up to wipe it away and the razor grazed against my top lip.
And yet another...
Her: "Mom, now what happened to your neck?"
Me: "I burned it."
Her: "How did you do that?"
Me: "With the curling iron just now. I lost my grip."
Her: "It looks like one of those 'hicky' things that icky girls do."
Me: *blank stare*
It has been a rough morning.
3 comments:
Either you're accident prone or I need to make a phone call.
Let me find out you've got a hickey as I sit here hickey-less...
it will not be pretty. LOL!
Accident prone. No hickey's here. Believe me...*sigh*
The day is progressing even worse. Pray for me cause I am having serious notions of hurting someone.
No doubt on the questions. I can wait for what may come. Although I am hoping I can head her off at the pass. I thas seemed to work so far and she just kind of looks at me as if to say "How did you know?"
Teehee...
Moms know everything...or so she thinks. For now.
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