As I gathered up the last of five (six?) loads of laundry for today, and was heading back toward the laundry room, I heard Chloe yell,
"Ellie! Watch out for mom! She's an evil witch!"
I hollered, "No, I'm not!" over my shoulder, as I continued to lug their dirty clothes away.
"Pre-TEND-ing!" Chloe loudly explained.
Typecasting, do you think? What was that about a thankless job?
Sunday, July 5, 2009
My Pretty
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I don't think you're an evil witch. I think you're more like the Good witch of the North with all that laundry doing.
ha ha!remember when malan used to say "yes, evil step-mother!" every time i asked her to do stuff? next time just say "don't make me get the flying monkeys!"
So I didn't read any blogs for three days. So I missed your great 4th of July post until this morning. I'm glad you had such a good day! Wish we could have seen more of you.
And I wish my kids would pretend I'm an evil witch so they'd be scared enough to do their chores when I tell them to.
I'm glad that I'm not the only witch mom. I think we should start a club for evil witches, the club president will be the one with the most excellent cackle!
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