|I'm pretty sure this is the one where Princess is convincing Grady to jump over the ledge. At this point he's chewing on his fingernails and thinking, I probably shouldn't listen to Princess.|
The princess also
One day we stopped by a friend's house. She was babysitting a neighbor's two year old. Lillian asked me why the child was so quiet. I explained to her that in most families there are children who are
When we're in the van, Grady pretends he's sleeping when he's had enough. But Lil persists. Grade, Grady, Grade, blah, blah, blah, blah. Grady, Grade, blah, blah? Blah, blah. BLAH. GRADY. GRADE. BLAH, BLAH. BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH. I look in my rear view mirror. Grady's eyes are starting to roll back into his head. His tongue is hanging out the side of his mouth. Drool is dribbling. This.kid.is.brilliant. She moves on to Dempsey. He's still too dumb to know any better. He blubbers back incoherent responses. Then he's had enough too. And just starts screeching. It's at this point that I drive straight to the assisted living facility. And drop off the kids. Nice try Grandma.
Please protect us from the Princess. Send
|Waiting to catch the phone|