#mooommm

Told my mom to get me green tea iced latte... she gets me chai tea latte..

So I walk into my living room and there’s a sock hanging on the lampshade and I point it out my mom and she just like “oh that’s where I put it”. I understand where I get my ditziness from.

#mooommm #meow this is what happens in my house;) 🙉🐱

Try to imagine the look of horror on my face when I find out my mom cut half of my maple tree. ;3;/

I used my Ouija board once with my brother and mother while camping a couple of years ago. It was their first experience with anything like that, I don't remember the details of what we talked about. All I know is that we went on a hike and where sitting at the bottom of a waterfall. I lit an incense and a candle and I took out the board. Now my mom claims she doesn't believe in spirits and ghost, things of that nature, but I think she does but just doesn't want to admit it to herself because she's actually terrified of everything that means. So naturally she made lite of the situation and insisted on calling the board Mr. Wee-jee. Whomever we had made contact with didn't like that very much and she didn't know why. I tried to explain to her it's like answering your phone and insisting on calling everyone you talk to Jimmy or something. Anyway I think my mother was actually intrigued by the experience because every now and then she'll ask me, "Why don't we ever use the Ouija board again? That was fun! Oh but Mr. Wee-Jee doesn't like me." Okay mom.