What is the fascination

with my bedroom?

Why won't les filles stay out?

And given the fact that they get in trouble every FREAKING time they go in.... why do they leave evidence?

Forgetfulness? Stupidity? Brain damage?

Currently I am opting for number three.

I came up tonight to find food (orange juice and four, yes FOUR empty packages of mandarine oranges..) a blow dryer, two wet towels and.... (drum roll please)

A PLUGGED IN CURLING IRON!!!!!!

dumb, dumb, dumb.....

why won't she believe me when I tell her that she could set the house on FIRE!!!!
FIRE! dumb, dumb, dumb...

She is too old for this stupidity.

oh... and there are crumbs in my bed... I don't know why... I am afraid they are from her dirty socks... and that creeps me out.

You may guess at random which child I am referring to....

Do they make door locks that you can lock from the inside AND the outside? Jeez