As I’m sitting here attempting to write my infamous essay (yes I’ve been sitting here ALL FREAKING DAY), I get a call from the school. It seems Rainbow needs to see an eye doctor. The public health nurse is of the opinion that Rainbow needs glasses. That, of course, made my day given all the luck I’ve had with my current set.
I, of course, made the mistake of mentioning glasses to Rainbow.
“It will just be a waste of your money because I will not wear them,” she stated as if it could not be more of a fact.
I did not back down, of course. I’m mean like that.
“How about you help me think of ways to hide them from madam (teacher)?” she even suggested.
Ya’ gotta’ give her props for optimism.
Is it just me or does anyone else get the sense that I’m going to be earning back that “Meanest Mommy in the World” title in the very near future?