Normally, I'm not so uh feisty. Wait who am I kidding ? Yes I am.
This time the object of my rage is Ariel, the Little Merbeast!
Ariel is J's latest obsession. She has been for some time.
J has the movie, several Ariel dolls, Ariel jammies, an Ariel bathing suit , Ariel coloring books , crayons, the list goes on and on.
So here's the thing, I've spent my hard earned money (as have other relatives) helping Ariel create her Little Mermaid empire and what do I get in return ?
She's brainwashed my daughter.
Not only has she forced the whole household to watch her movie several bajillion times I think she finally caused my daughter to go off the deep end.
Like last night Ariel just had to go and get herself lost somewhere thus causing J to freak. Poor J couldn't go to bed until she recovered her lost friend. And boy that Ariel knows how to hide. We (me and a hysterical J) had to tear the house apart looking for her.
And as if that wasn't bad enough Ariel made my sweet angel J, use several of my nice new napkins because she was cold and she needed a blanket. To add insult to injury, I guess said napkins weren't fancy enough for that snobby mermaid. Ariel then forced J to color on the napkins and put stickers of herself on them for embellishment.
I guess that finally made Ariel happy because she then went to sleep w/J sleeping soundly beside her.
But then that skank did it again this morning. She left herself at the house , so as to make my daughter purposely throw a fit in the car when I was already running late for work. "I want Ariel" J screamed over and over.
I almost had to turn around to go retrieve that little troublemaker.
Instead, I just threatened that Ariel would need to find a new home if she continued to cause this much trouble and with that J's tears dried up and she quieted down.
But who knows what Ariel will do next.
She needs to come with warning labels. Because if I would have known the havoc she was going to wreak on the Worker Mommy household I never would have invited her into our lives.
Gah, the nerve of her... its just got to be her right ?
It couldn't possibly be my sweet little angel.