When she gets mad at me, she starts complimenting me and talking in a slightly raised tone.
"Grandma, be sure to take a shower, ok?"
"I did! I don't need one!"
"Yes, you do. Please take a shower."
"I do? Do I smell?"
"Yes. Please take a shower."
"But I don't need to. I live alone and often don't bathe for days because it doesn't matter."
"Please take a shower." (firmly)
"AREN'T YOU THE SWEETEST LITTLE GRANDDAUGHTER I HAVE? YOU'RE SO PRETTY AND SO TALENTED AND I'M SO GLAD YOU'RE HERE!"
"Sure."
Friday, July 31, 2009
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