Celia took me to the doctor today. I don't understand why I needed to go. I really am fine. I walk every day. At least, I do when I'm not
stuck in some waiting room.
I suspect Celia might be a hypochondriac.
The doctor asked me to draw a clock, of all things. I asked
her if she needed to go back to kindergarten, if she couldn't remember what a
clock looked like. No one else thought that was funny.
By the time we finished lunch, it was 2pm.
"I suppose you'll miss your walk today," Celia
said. The nerve!
Just gets better and better - keep it comin' :)
ReplyDeleteOne sassy daughter. <.<
ReplyDeleteThank you Mark. I am finding that I am really enjoying writing these posts. I have to vent somewhere!
ReplyDeleteAlyssa, she can really be a pill.