A beautiful, intelligent woman has announced she is coming for a visit. It’s my daughter! And her husband (handsome and intelligent too. and brave. and a little off. we like him that way). These two have the quirkiest sense of humor. With their visits come belly laughs, laughing till we cry, and those moments in public where we have to choose between embarrassment or sliding down the nearest wall on to the floor while turning purple from lack of oxygen. If there is no wall then we just fall down. Paramedics come.
She still speaks to me even though this happened. I cut her hair. That one time. She still shrieks and runs when she sees her mother with scissors in her hands. And the outfit. Well, mornings were tough with four kids.
She wants people to see it. It’s evidence. That she suffered. Greatly. Worse than when she turned her hair green with paint. She blamed her brother. And there’s no pictures. No evidence of my suffering. ;0)
And this is her husband Thomas. Not really. Officially really. But if you want to stay on his good side – not really. Melissa just calls him T.
Perfect visit for a summer of play! I will break out the Dream Lab play kit!
Who are your favorite playmates?