Saturday, July 30, 2011
There once was a girl...
With a curl in the middle of her forehead. And when she was good, she was very very good, and when she was bad, she was horrid. This girl was named Marlena and she had a sister, named Ella. These two little girls were the most beautiful little girls in all the land. But they were very badly behaved. The two of them ganged up relentlessly on their poor mother who just didn't know what to do. They didn't follow their mother's directions, they laughed and snickered and kicked walls. They answered back in snotty little snippets. Their mother loved and valued them more than her own extremities. She would give all her legs and arms for each one's happiness. But yet, the two little girls failed to realize how their behavior was moments off from making their mother cry. Being divorced from their father, she couldn't call him for discipline assistance. Either way, it was always him and his family against her and no family. The mother decided there was only one thing she could do. She could stop taking them to the water park, stop taking them to the merry go round, stop taking them for sushi, ice cream, and happy meals. They didn't appreciate it anyway. Perhaps good old fashioned plain boredom would be the only tool she needed to transform her darling little shews back into properly poised princesses.
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