That will be the very first statement my lovely daughter will make, as she returns home from a full day of puberty infested education enrichment.
I should give a shout out to Tropical Storm Lee, who has so kindly drenched the Deep South and spawned a few twisters to keep it interesting.
I should also thank The Hubs for announcing "Look We Are Under A Tornado Watch!" just loud enough for the kids to hear.
To which I replied instinctively with "Thanks A Lot! Now we've got panic control to deal with"
I then reassured my lovely daughter that there would be no tornados. We were all good!
So, what happens. A tornado. Yup. Because Mother Nature has some serious PMS going on, and Murphy informed her that I have challenged her with my statement.
But see, she being female, knows how to play the game as well. So, while we slept peacefully and I sincerely thought we actually did avoid tornados.
Just a mere 2 exits south of us, was a tornado........
And of course, since it did happen in our county. There will be commentary made at school. Because at least one kid will have heard it via radio/tv/facebook/parents talking...... And being that my lovely daughter revels in proving me wrong. She will find out!
I know this seems so minor, and not worth mentioning. But see, lovely daughter absolutely revels in bringing me down a notch. And so I won't hear the end of this, until I redirect her focus back onto her and cause a major distraction. Like threatening to put her on weed pulling duty if she continues.
So, today I am wrong. Which, if I think about it enough, is a refreshing respite from being MEAN!
Chicken Bone Broth
7 years ago
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