Once upon a time (last night - to be exact) there were two little girls (Missy & Sissy) who were put to bed at a very reasonable time (8:00). This was a bit earlier than ususal and since Mommy was deeply entranced by a particular show (American Idol) the girls were a bit distracted by the noise and couldn't go to sleep (or so I'm told). After an hour had past and the clock had struck midnight (well...9:00) Mommy went to check on her pumpkins. Missy was playing with the cat - (Uh-oh!) and Sissy was no where to be found (bigger uh-oh!). When Mommy went to check with Daddy and HE didn't know where Sissy was, they both decided to check the bedroom again. No Sissy in the wet bed.
What?! WET BED?!
A bottle of water had been dumped all over the bed leaving a sopping wet mess! Then when Mommy turned around, THERE was Sissy - standing in the closet - with a pretty dress and baby high-heel shoes.
Needless to say Mommy wasn't happy and let her know it. She immediately began sobbing with remorse. She just "...didn't mean to!" Ha! How does one not 'mean' to get dressed up? I don't know but I couldn't help forgiving her when she asked because she was so sincerely sorry for what she'd done.
************ Tonight I was informed that she had gotten all dressed up so she could sneak downstairs and **dance** with her Daddy. ************* aughhhhhhhhh! Way to break a mother's heart!
2 comments:
and...just like a good blogger that you are...you snapped a pic while trying to be serious. It is really hard to give a good scolding while holding a camera, huh!
I have to say that with all the mayhem going on at my house (and all the att-i-tude), it's nice to know that other little girls are being ornery, too. :) Thanks for the laugh!
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