Tonight = crappy evening. Wallie was being a complete turd, and at one point, when something wasn't going her way and I wasn't relenting, she said and I quote:
I'm going to kill you then I will have no mamma. Hmph.
Hi, auditions for The Shining were held sometime back in 1979.
Yes, she's three. No, she doesn't quite understand what it means. She just knows what she hears her older sister say* and knows it's something that triggers strong emotions.
While Wallie was in her timeout, I immediately shot an email off to J. You know the one, where the subject line is "Please come home. Now." Thankfully, he works seven minutes away. And makes a mean cosmo.
I just passed the baton to J. and he is anchorman for the rest of the night. I sat down with my cosmo and my laptop looking for something, anything to read, and happened upon this post on Thingamababy.
Pretty amazing. And definitely something to remember.
*As evidenced by my previous post, Bunny is obsessed with death right now. She recently wanted to know the difference between "kill" and "die." Someone overheard our conversation.
