...and the academy award for best actrress goes to .........
Speaking of mom stretching out the cord, could anyone else's mother snap her fingers and give an icy death glare while maintaining a bubbly happy tone with the other party on the phone? It seemed like most of my friends' mothers just yelled at their children whether they were on the phone or not.
O M G. YES YES YES !!!!
She'd be beating the living daylights out of us kids- teeth bared, nostrils flaring, pulse hightened, wooden spoon flying.
But DAMN when that phone rang and was answered. It was AMAZING the facade that came on. We kids were genuinely puzzled at the abruptness of the switch-over.
Then when I figured out it was all part of the game. I'd play all sarcastic..oh that hurts boo-hoo, stop. (even if it did.)ME laughing as I was beaten was the part that took the fun out of it for her. (I had heard her yak so much about reverse-psychology, you didn't think i'd let it just GO didja? LOL) Then we progressed to me holding the spoon. So I finally appealed to her sense of clean-freak. *You are going to place that spoon over my butt and then eventually cook with it? EWWWWWW. That just disguisting.* Man the germ-o-phobe idea was awesome and QUITE effective. Hit 'em where it hurts. LOL. Well, effective till here was a DEDICATED spoon for whoopins. DAMN FOILED AGAIN.