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| The list was due early, so that Santa could order everything online. Of course, 1982 in sports the day after all was painstakingly price-compared, found to be in stock, and ordered, Miss Priss decided she would like to revise her list, and so, a new one would need to 1982 in sports be emailed to Santa. "NO!" I say. "Too late. Santa's done with you." "No problem," she informs me. "Santa's 1982 in sports magic. Hey, it's not like you're having to pay for it or anything..." Uh-huh... She is nine. Old enough to know the score; young enough to get away with playing dumb. Played. Last week, the irritation continued. The child would not stay at school. I, therefore, could not stay at work. She looked okay to me. No fever. Off to school she goes! By ten, the nurse would call, and I would be summoned to collect the child. WTF? I thought. When I was a kid, a fever or puking was the only way to get a ride home. In fact, I was constantly hacking up green shit, so I know that didn't work. Nonetheless, gotta be good mommy. |
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