Apparently I am supposed to be a mind reader. I’m sorry darling daughter of mine, but ESP was not on the list of gifts the good Lord gave me.
She is now sick. But it’s not the same thing Lil’Chicano had the other day. Nope this is more of a stuffy nose then a sore throat. And you know that makes a difference when it comes to what medicine to give.
Of course it took me a half hour to get that little tidbit of information out of her this morning at 5am. She apparently thinks I should be able to understand “moan and groan”. Because after all, you will just feel so much better if you moan and groan whenever mom tries to talk to you. *sigh*
For those that don’t get the Carnac reference… don’t sweat it. I’m way too young to remember Johnny. I only know about Carnac through my mom insisting she wasn’t Carnac. Somethings never change.