Not only does she ask me ALL THE FREAKING TIME, but she always has a subsequent question which, more often than not, has nothing to do with where I am.
For example, she will ask me "where are u?" and I will say "I'm at home" and then she will say "Are you free for dinner next week?"
I think her obsession over the whereabouts of her children stems from a fob mother's constant fear that her children are hanging out with drug dealers and/or rapists.
Sometimes I can't help but snap after a while
...and sometimes I just ignore her.
I swear my first words as a baby must've been "Where are u?"
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