And then she went wacko crazy.
And I asked her to leave my bed, because she was being way too loud and silly.
But before she left I said, "Lillian - please hand me my TV remote."
And she did.
She handed it to my left eye at about 10 mph.
And I was such a good mother and politely asked her to leave (at least that's how it happened in my memory. I actually think I yelled at her to GET OUT OF MY ROOM! but at least I didn't curse.)
And I have my first black (well, really greyish bluish) eye.
And it hurts to smile.
Sigh.
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