In the past few days, I’ve been told that my daughter was a devil and not fit for kidnapping, and that given the choice in the matter they’d keep my sons over her any day.
Today, she picked a rock up, poked her brother in the head, and told him he had to be nice to her.
Hey, if she wants to grow up to be one of those people who will break your legs if you don’t pay your loan shark… well, it’s a viable career.
