Brought to you by the letter 'C'

How is it that in the blink of an eye, what was once this:



Turns into this:



And then suddenly into this, before you know what happened?



Unbelievable. Call me maudlin today or something, but hold your babies close. It doesn't last anywhere near long enough. Mine towers over me now and suddenly his voice deepens.

Wish me luck as I venture into the land known as adolescence. I hope he is easier on me than I was on my parents, although I am readying myself for payback. I'm told (by those very same parents) that it is a bitch. And that I really do have it coming. Which I cant even dispute.

And on that note, today's letter is 'C' and already I am questioning my sanity in this whole 26 days of gratitude thing. Three whole days into it. I sort of want to gnash my teeth at having to be all grateful for things publicly and trying to do so without sounding like a friggin hallmark moment. Which for me? Just arent happening. It is making my scalp itch.

*grumble*

*newsflash*

The conversation I just had with the prodigy less than one minute ago started like this:

"Mom, I just puked on my bedroom floor."

*/newsflash*

I've changed my mind. Grow up FAST. Like, now. Hurry! What are you waiting for? I'm timing you. Well?! HURRY!

Suddenly, the 'C' thing I am thankful for?

Cleansers.

I think it best that I leave that whole piss-off segment of today alone (because it would involve chunks), mmkay? Mmkay.