Hey mommy! You know,
in a way, these are really MY wipes.
Backtalk? You mean backend talk?
(Okay. Clearly, no sense of humor. So now what?)
I’m cleaning up mommy.
(Ridiculous! She spends money on this other stuff.
She can’t buy me my own wipes?!!)
There’s the last one. Safe and sound mommy.
Look! I even shut the lid for you.
(Now I’m taking these with me, going in circles,
and confusing her with where I am. I’m not done with these yet.)
LOOK AT ME AT THE RACES! ARE YOU CARS READY!
ON YOUR MARK! GET SET!
GO!!!!!!
(I better put these back quick.)
(I get the feeling she’ll be needing these soon.)
A Dose of Justice (...courtesy of my crazy mom) 