Ok, if someone doesn’t snap out of her newly cultivated pickety-ness, I’m going to start telling tales, true ones, of poor children being forced to live on Banquet frozen mystery chicken and turkey bologna sandwiches. This kid doesn’t know how good she has it.
“My gwavy isn’t bwown enough….wahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!”.
Pfft.
I’m pretty sure that somewhere Mom is giggling for no reason.
Irony is the ever present theme in our lives =)
yeah…I’m all about irony…I can’t walk anywhere without it smacking into me :p