Scene: I’m in the shower. The girls are on their own with the puppy. The cats are downstairs plotting.
Meredith: Mommy! MOMMY!!!
Me: What? WHAT?!
Meredith: Scout just pooped on her piddle pad and it looks like popcorn!
Me: Okay! I’ll take care of it when I get out!
Meredith: You don’t understand! I think she’s trying to tell us that she wants to go to the movies!!!
It’s Migraine Week at Fluid Pudding! I’ve been able to keep it at bay for the past two days, and as I rest and take pills, the girls have been downstairs planning a garage sale. They’ve created a To Donate stack and a To Sell stack. If you want to buy our plastic baby slide you have to pay Harper eighty dollars, although it’s probably not worth more than three.
Harper: We have to charge a lot of money so people know just how important this stuff IS to us.
Me: If it’s that important, maybe we shouldn’t sell it!
Meredith: But we need money. Mommy, you should think about selling some of your jewelry—like those earrings you were wearing yesterday.