My mom was home last Monday. As opposed to Madaline spending the day at the sitter's while my husband and I worked, Madaline spent the day with Grammy & Grampy. This is great, was great, until I got a phone call at 2:30 in the afternoon from Grammy.
Grammy: Are you busy? *she was calling me at work*
Me: No more than usual
Grammy: "Do you know what your daughter said at the lunch table today?"
Me: "I can only imagine" *I was probably rolling my eyes*
Grammy: "Do you want to take a guess?"
Me:"No" *insert another eye roll*
Grammy: "She said that the little a$$holes peed on the bed"
Me: "Who's bed? My bed? Huh? Are you sure?"
Grammy: "Yes - she said that you call Morris & Murphy 'little a$$holes'."
Me: "Its possible"
Grammy: "You really need to watch what you say"
Me: "Dooooddddee, Mom, It's not like she dropped the f-bomb. When she does that, then perhaps I will concerned. A-Hole does not rank high on my lists of things she shouldn't say"
Grammy: "Heather Ann"
Me: "Love you mom..."