Tattletales. (Mouths of babes)

Do all moms hate themselves a little bit
is what she asks me. She has heard me
arguing with my own mother, and I have
said, Yes, I know, my life sucks, thank you
(voices like bones scraping bones clean)
You said a bad word about your life,
is what she says. It is true, I have. One night
later and they [...]

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All of a sudden, we hear an odd sound: footsteps approaching, with another sound layered over top. Brushing. Hannah. She is brushing her teeth over again. By herself. With toothpaste.

Sophie and I sit up with a gasp and watch as the shadow of her little sister brushes its shadow mouth, calmly, without tears.

“Wow!” we say.

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Sophie: I’ve read every one of my chapter books.
Me: Oh, I don’t know about that.
Sophie: (eye roll, disgusted sigh) CONSIDER MY LIFE CYCLE. Read, read, read, sleep. Read, read, read, eat, read, read, sleep. Read, school, read, eat, sleep, read, read, read.
Me: Your LIFE CYCLE. Can I write that down?
Sophie: (eye roll of champions)

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Last night:
S: Oh no you DIH-INT.
H: OH YES I DIH-ID.
S: Oh no you DIH-INT.
H: OH YES I DIH-ID.
S: No you dih-int ’cause I SAW-AW you.
H: OH YES I DIH-ID ‘CAUSE YOU DIH-INT SAW ME!
S: I know you cah-ant.
H: OH YES I CAH-AN.
S: [turns to me, quizzical look] Is it advanced of us to be saying [...]

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“I’m a dork,” I said to Sophie.

“You’re not a dork,” she said kindly. “You’re just weird.”

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But the girls scowl and frown.
Little Mother Superiors, they remind me
that they are not the best daughters
or the most wonderful little girls
in the world.

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Bedtime was beautiful! Wish you were there! Why weren’t you there?
Uttered last night:
1. So you’re saying the Bible LIED.
2. Nobody loves me not even the animals. Everybody hates me. EVEN PRESIDENT BAMA.
3. I gave you this germ so you should hate me. No, you should. You should HATE me.
4. Is it okay to be mad [...]

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