We are rolling about on the bed; making letters with pillows. After a successful ‘T’ another pillow is fetched to attempt an ‘M’.
We are working on tidying up one unholy mess before we move on to make another unholy mess.
Alice: ‘C’mon, Mae. Let’s put this pillow back in your room.’
Mabel: ‘No! Mae-Mae can’t do it!”
Alice: ‘And why not?’
Mabel: ‘I can’t! …Because I don’t want to!’
2 thoughts on “My Way Or The Mae Way.”
just like her mumma…revenge of the generational kama thingie….eh?
The similarities between me and Mae are uncanny.