My mom is on the phone. She thinks I can't hear her, but I can. She is telling my Aunt Wendie how stubborn I am. I would like to tell my mom how MEAN she is! Very very mean. Just straight out mean and not very nice, either!!!!!
Mary Margaret, I am so sorry I said that to Aunt Wendie. If you had kept listening you would have heard
me tell her how determined and perseverant you are. You know I love you.
-Mom
It still hurt.
-Me
You shouldn't have been eavesdropping, anyway. It's like snooping with your ears.
-JT
G.A., JT. Did you tell Mom to read my blog? I suppose everyone in the entire world is reading
my private blog, thanks to you.
-Me
Loverly, let's talk about it. Meet me in the big bed for a snuggle after I put Liza to bed?
P.S., Yes, JT told me, and I'm glad.
-Mom
Yes, everyone can read it! It's a blog. That's the whole point! If you want privacy, use a pen and paper.
-JT