First let me start with saying I hate wall paper and it's the devil.
So aside from my bathroom smelling like a room of douche, my daughter is finding it hard to contain her hatefulness today (which I'm sure has something to do with the mundane task of peeling wall paper and breathing in douche fumes).
As she storms out of the bathroom where I am feeling like buying spray paint and doing the bathroom with it because it seems like a better plan, she screams "I'm going outside...kiss my butt!"
WHAT????? Kid has lost her mind!!!!!
Once in her room after the lecture on disrespect (during which she claims she said KICK my butt...but we know better!), she screams through the door "All I can do in here is count to 100!!!!" I inform her when she is done counting she can come out. She comes out and I tell her there is no way she counted to 100...
"YOU'RE JUST A NON-BELIEVER MOM!!!! NON-BELIEVER! NON-BELIEVER!"
And I now know what MY malfunction is...
