This morning was a little rough, even for a Monday, and I ended up running a few minutes late due to my unwillingness to “Wake up, Mom!”. Ran out of here without turning off the TV or the lights or anything. As I was dropping off the Short Kid at school, I was struck by the fact I had to buy a coffee table right that very second, so I went from the school to the furniture store. Fast forward through a few minutes of shopping, driving home, taking the dogs out and whatnot, and I’m sitting at my desk.
Then I realize the dogs are watching Max & Ruby. And (here comes the worrisome part…)
Me: “Minibella, I HATE Max & Ruby! It’s stupid and WHERE ARE THEIR PARENTS? Why does poor Ruby have to raise her little brother? Where the hell is DCYF in this story? Change the channel.”
A few seconds of crickets and a really blank dog look later…
I am losing my mind.