Michael met me along the road to tell me of her new escapade ... she wasn't thrilled when I came dancing up to her doing the cha-cha and singing, "My RAD girl's trying to throw UP! My RAD girl's trying to throw UP!"
"Cool, Mar! That's a newer one for you! Maybe you'll start playing with your poo and eating it, too. Those are some other RAD tricks you haven't tried. FUN!"
Then I actually looked at the little glob of phlemy goo at her feet.
"Oh, darling. That's not even vomit. You just coughed til you got a good gag and ralphed up a little snot. It's only 10:00 am, and I don't see one speck of cereal in that. Come on, now. Hasn't anyone ever taught you how to do a really good one? You put your finger way down your throat and hold it there til you start gagging. Now, don't take it out too soon or you won't accomplish anything ..." (at this point she put her hands over her ears, so I just started pretend gagging myself as an illustration).
Took a picture, and thanked her for some weekend blog material.
Going to go beat my head against the cinder block office wall now without her knowing I'm doing so. *sigh*
6 comments:
It's a -hitty way to start the day. Sorry. Hang in there.
wow. it doesn't cease to amaze me the amount of thought and effort they put into trying to sabotage themselves and their family life. you wonder why they don't eventually just kind of heave a big sigh, put their chin in their hands, and say, "what am i DOIN? this is way too much work."
so did she have fun on her birthday because it caught her off guard and she didn't have time to prepare how ot ruin it, is that what you mean? i am just trying to fathom how FUN could be so undesirable. but i know, i can never understand it because i dont have the fear in me that she has.
god bless you for having Mar. :)
Hey, at least you didn't accidentally make yourself vomit while illustrating to Mar - We know how much you LOVE that!
Sorry your saturday is stressful!
Oh how fun.
Dude. You rock. I have an extra copy of Dr. Federici's book. I'm sending it to you. Along with the picture of V doing jumping jacks the other day. Wearing her "Goal for the day: Be respectful!" shirt.
xoxo
PS Angry Boy could puke without even sticking his finger down his throat. Tell Mar she needs to step up her game.
Oh my...boy oh boy does she look most unhappy!! I take it she's not adjusting well to the changes and the move and the lack of therapy? (at least I'm assuming you've not found a RAD therapist there in your tiny town...)
Peace, grace and blessings on your home.
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