It had been one of those days.
Defiant and stubborn.
Most of the time, I support these things.
You know, for their growth, development and independence.
Today, however, it was like an Atom bomb went off.
Just like that.
Right in my living room.
They were seriously acting like they were right out of a cartoon.
Like this one.
Me: “No good?”
Hubby: “Only if they come back.”
Me: “When they’re grown?”
Hubby: “No, in like a day or two.”
Me: “Ugh, I guess they can stay.”
Me: “What if I seal them in Carbonite, Hans Solo style?”