Welll....the other night I'm cookin dinner and I bring her a plate. It was a simple hamburger patty and baked beans with cole slaw and some cantaloupe. I brought her a fork and the plate to her dreaded red chair.
She looks at me and says "Nothing to drink?"
I retort "I only have so many hands. I will get you something to drink"
I bring back milk.
"I don't want milk."
Tough. Take the milk. I hand her the milk.
"I don't WANT milk"
I look at her calmly and tell her she needs the calcium for strong bones.
She takes the milk.
I turn around
"Bring me a spoon"
"Bring me a spoon for my beans"
I bring her the spoon and she hands me the untouched milk.
"I don't want milk. Bring me something else."
What do you think this is, burger king?? Your way right away? Seriously?
I set the milk down and walk away.
I keep walking.
KENNA I AM TALKING TO YOU.
yes I hear, but I'm ignoring her and continuing on
KENNA COME BACK HERE.
seriously? I looked at her and said
"THIS IS NOT BURGER KING. IT'S NOT YOUR WAY RIGHT AWAY. DRINK THE MILK, DON'T DRINK THE MILK.....MY JOB HERE IS DONE"
then I started laughing.
She's a piece of work I tell ya!!