Carrie spent the night here last night and I spent most of the morning picking up after her. I had to explain to her that she would be responsible for putting her stuff away and that I had picked up the last of her stuff, toys and clothes. She eyed me, stepped back and gave me a big smile; a smile that said "you're kidding, right?"
Sometimes you have to get gruff with her; a stern voice is needed to convince her that you are not jesting. If I get to the teeth gritting stage she knows she has moved too close to the edge; the edge of my madness. I delivered her back to her mother's house at 1P M and then at 6PM I had another moment of madness and picked up the phone and called her. I asked if she wanted to spend the night and got a negative reply. It wasn't long after hanging up that her mother called to say that Carrie really did want to spend the night. By this time I had had second thoughts about the offer and told her that I wasn't feeling well. Chasing Carrie didn't look so appealing after I had a moment of sanity. I plan on laying around the remainder of this evening. Chinese take out was supper so the kitchen is clean and I'm headed to the king size bed to watch a little TV and ice my heel.
Tomorrow I will think again about having a Carrie moment.
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