She is is a weird mood. She comes in to me..
Moo: I have to stop eating junk, I need to be healthy. Can you help me stop me eating crap?
Me: Sure babe.
She starts FINALLY folding the washing from yesterday. Not my job. I don’t hang, fold or put away washing. That is Moo and Too’s job.
2 minutes later she is standing in front of the fridge
Moo: Do we have cream? Yeah! Hey mum, can I make a snickers dip?
Me: HUH? Yuck. Didn’t you want to stop eating crap?
Moo: Oh yeah…..
She goes back to folding the washing
Moo: Dad! Dad! Can you go buy me some icecream!?!?
Moo: Oh yeah….
Back to folding. Now it is just one basket load, don’t know why it takes so long.
Moo: I want a tiger
Me: You what?
Moo: I want a tiger, they are sooooo cute!
3 minutes go by and she is sitting on the couch looking at the washing.
Moo: Hey last night my lip was hurting so I thought I should bite it and my teeth were already there!
Me: *sigh* So you were biting your lip and it hurt?
Moo: Yeah. It is so weird when that happens isn’t it?
Me: Yeah……. sure.
Moo: I want icecream.
15 year old girls are their own species.