Tuesday, July 28, 2009

passing the buck

The imaginary friend du jour was named Marina. As I was tied up with something, Caroline went into the bathroom and unrolled the remainder of a roll of toilet paper.

I gasped when I discovered the floor awash in Cottonelle. I stupidly asked, "Why did you do this?!"

She answered, "Well, Marina just kept saying 'More! More! More!'"


While she was doing the cleanup of the aforementioned sea of toilet paper, she stopped and looked up at me. "Mom, I'm really sorry about Marina. She's my friend, and I'm really sorry about the mess she made. She makes bad choices, huh?"

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