My mother’s favorite revenge…my daughters.

You know that phrase, “What part of NO do you not understand?”
That phrase was made up by a frustrated mother.

“Mom…” She comes up to the bed where i’m sleeping. She’s using that tone.
“No.”
“Mom.”  Now she’s using a tone that proves that the ‘mom’ before wasn’t as urgent this time.
“No.”
“But mom…” The whine before the ‘but mom’ is her way of boosting this up a level.
“No.”
“You’re not even listening to me!” It’s now a whine with a high pitched tone.
“You’re not staying home from school. No.”
“But mom.”  She has gone back to the ‘but mom’, like she’s going to try reasoning with me.
“No.”
“YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW!”  She’s gone ‘there’ and that requires me to pull out the eyebrow and glare.
“Unless you’re bleeding, a limb from your body is hanging on by the skin or you have a fever so high I can fry an egg on your forehead…YOU ARE GOING TO SCHOOL.”

Guess what came next?

Yep, The dramatic sigh and stomping out of the room.