Let's set the scene. It's Friday at 4pm, the front door opens and in comes Olivia - home from school at last. She drops her coat, backpack, and boots at the front door and heads off to play. But wait, what's that sound? It's a voice of doom...
ME: Olivia, please unpack your backpack and put your coat and stuff away downstairs.
OLIVIA: But it's the weekend. We don't have to do that on the weekend.
ME: Yes, you do, weekend or not, you can't leave your school stuff at the door.
OLIVIA: (Large sigh of anger) You just ruined my weekend!!!
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3 comments:
oh, i thought you were plagerizing a scene from a day in our house...lol
that is the exact exchange that goes on at our house, with the 8 year old, and the 6 year old!
You are so mean Janine.
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