Not that her behaviour is necessarily sweeter when she doesn't have PMT.
Or maybe she is permanently pre-menstrual.
Like me.
After an altercation with M, she retreated to her room and left a letter outside The Door.
Click on this for a readable enlargement of said missive:
Thats my girl.
May she always love me.
May she never change. Except in certain ways.
May she NEVER find out that you have seen this.
12 comments:
Oh brilliant. A girl after my own heart for sure. Next time I have PMT I shall write something similar on my office door. Actually I might write it on my blog. What a girl.
YOu know I was just saying earlier how much I hate blogs where the author goes on about how wonderful their children are, how flawless and perfect. Needless to say I shan't be placing your blog in that category!
Have a wonderful weekend if that is possible in your PMT infested household!!!
xxxx
May she cringe in dismay and guilt when you show her that in 20 years time and she's being tortured by her own offspring!
Oh Goodness, she has a way with words doesn't she? That's the sort of thing I used to do though...
At least she didn't write it onto the door itself. Hee hee.
That is so bloody brilliant! I'm sure you are supposed to be taking it very seriously tho Letty!!
Oh bless! That is perfectly adorable, I love the runic writing. Isn't she a sweetie? ;)
hilari-eye!
have a smooth weekend
x
Oh God - that was so funny! I have tears of laughter!
I've always thought she was cool, but....
Yeah, tomorrow 10am? Where do you fancy meeting? The coffee shop next to Sainsburys? Or are there new ones that I don't know about?
Love that letter! hahaha...
x
You are a brave brave woman to post this missive on the net! That is really one to save and savor - oh my goodness, the hormones have come to stay with that dear child.......
I hope you come up with a suitably LARGE allowance to fund the various needs.
The joys of parenting. Thanks for sharing.
I feel I should add that on the weekend in question, LG did come downstairs before very long, smirking - she said she'd realised how silly she must look, and was soon laughing at herself.
I was proud of her!
And this weekend, she's been a real sweetie.
So that shows me!
oh. does it ease the pain that her penmanship is bee-autiful? oh my, oh my.
And signed in blood. Really.
Lettuce- you are doing a great job! When you are frightened, LAUGH, LOUDLY!!
oh my goodness. i am now dreading my daughter turning into a teenager! i've got a while, but sometimes it seems like she's 6 going on 25.
keep the letter.
ps - the historical event part is hilarious.
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