I think it's only fair to note that my mother, she of the 'don't put anything on your walls' rule of my childhood (unless that wall was the inside of your closet door, or when I lucked into the room with the biggest closet after we moved right before I went into high school, the walls of the closet itself), bought two packs of princess decals for Brigid to, you know, PUT ON HER WALLS.
I'm starting to think that being a grandparent is just one long exercise in thinking up fun ways to pay your kid back for being such a turd as she was making her way through the obnoxiously grouchy and pain-in-the-butt-y teen years.
Well played, MOM. Well played...
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