Archive for the ‘veiled parental criticism’ Category
Monday, June 15th, 2015
Hey Guys! Are you here to pick me up from pris… I mean, day camp?
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Wednesday, May 27th, 2015
I got a new gi, the next size up, so Mom needs to hem them, but she’s making ME rip the stitches. What’s that about? Child labor much?
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Tuesday, May 26th, 2015
Sometimes our neighbors leave things on our porch anonymously, like these… bath products.
Is it a hint?
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Wednesday, May 20th, 2015
Mom. MOM. You don’t need any more furniture. What are we doing here?
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Saturday, May 16th, 2015
We’re trying to turn our hair blue with jello.
Spoiler! It doesn’t work.
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Wednesday, May 6th, 2015
Rocking out in the waiting room at Mom’s new dentist because I don’t have to have two cavities filled.
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Wednesday, April 29th, 2015
This is where everyone leaves their shoes in my dojo. It is the site of the infamous Mom-walked-out-in-somebody-else’s-shoes incident.
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Thursday, April 9th, 2015
…I may have a cold.
I woke up last night crying hysterically because I was worried about Hagrid losing his job as the Care of Magical Creatures teacher.
Or so they tell me.
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Thursday, April 2nd, 2015
We won’t eat you.
Not today.
We ate lunch at Fish King and I accidentally dropped a big piece of salmon on the ground because I wasn’t eating over my plate. Mom said if that happened again, she was going to eat the rest of my lunch and I wouldn’t have anything left.
It didn’t happen again.
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Monday, March 30th, 2015
A rose arbor at Descanso Gardens.
Mom had me stand up here to be closer to the flowers, but it’s kind of high.
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