Her Bad Mother

Friday, June 5, 2009

And Then There Was That Time He Played With The Balls...

From Emilia's preschool progress report: We very much enjoy Emilia's storytelling, especially the stories she tells when she first gets to school in the mornings.


"Guess what everybody, guess what!" She raced into the main play area and confronted two of her teachers. They knelt down, and nodded expectantly. What is it, Emilia? What?

"My Daddy has" - she took a deep breath - "NEW NUTS."

For a moment, the silence was deafening.

And then she opened her hand to reveal two almonds.

Not shown: nuts. The other kind.


Once you've finished smiling - and I hope that that made you smile - go read this. My mom is wringing her heart out - and yelling and smashing things - over Tanner and my sister and the general suckage of life. She could use some support.

(I'm sorry that I keep closing comments. It's just, some days I'm not up for talk. And others, I'd rather direct talk where it's needed more. Like at the post I linked to above. Because I'm not ready to talk about it yet, but my mom is, and it needs to be talked about, and, well, you know. Please and thank you.)