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Originally Posted by kazbates
Don't kill the messenger, but wait until they get to be 22 and think you don't have a brain in your head any longer.  As if I wasn't 22 and didn't go through all the stuff she's going through. Not to mention that my mom was a LOT more critical and less supportive than I am. Hmmmpf!
I'm fairly certain it can all be traced back to "The Mother's Curse"*! 
*"You just wait. One day when you have kids I hope they do the same thing to you. Then maybe you'll understand."  |
AAAAAAAGHHHHHHHH say it ain't so!!
But, see, that's the horrible part-- my mother's curse went to the wrong kid!! My daughter is my SISTER'S child through and through! Except she sort of makes faces like I do. I was such a good kid! Maybe a little on the odd side (ok, a lot on the odd side), but good! Just ask my mom. She told me I marched to the beat of my own drummer, but my drummer totally listened and followed instructions when I had to! My drummer didn't cause unnecessary drama at every turn. My sister had the drum that was out of wack and disobeyed constantly. And wanted expensive designer clothes above her station and jewelry and makeup. What I'm trying to say here is THIS IS MY SISTER'S KID I'M RAISING!!!
Oh woah is me, how did this happen?