GUILT
There is only one person in this universe who can guilt me into anything. My niece. My OLDER niece. She's 15 and since she was born she's been able to guilt me into anything. I don't know if it's her humongous blue eyes or the fact that she will always ALWAYS be the baby, but I'm a sucker.
I got a phone call at work yesterday on my cellphone that went something like this:
Me: Helllooooo
Niece: Belle, can you come over tonight?
Me: Why?
Niece: Just because.
Me: Because WHY? (Instantly suspicious, this is unlike her. She never calls unless it's something big)
Niece: I have something for you.
Me: What is it?
Niece: It's a secret.
Me: Can I eat it?
Niece: Ummmmmm.
Me: I can't come over tonight. How about tomorrow?
Niece: OK. When?
Me: 6-6:30.
Since it was GUILT-inducing-niece I decided I should probably go over there. It has been at least three weeks since I've been to mom's and I could feel the guilty cloud starting to follow me anyway.
When I got there I discovered that her and her BFF had cooked me dinner. I was completely surprised. This is a kid who can barely manage to cook herself Top Ramen. Not only was it dinner, it was good. AND they made me no-bake cookies. For no reason other than because they wanted to see me. OH THE GUILT. I MIGHT DIE FROM THE GUILT.
I got a phone call at work yesterday on my cellphone that went something like this:
Me: Helllooooo
Niece: Belle, can you come over tonight?
Me: Why?
Niece: Just because.
Me: Because WHY? (Instantly suspicious, this is unlike her. She never calls unless it's something big)
Niece: I have something for you.
Me: What is it?
Niece: It's a secret.
Me: Can I eat it?
Niece: Ummmmmm.
Me: I can't come over tonight. How about tomorrow?
Niece: OK. When?
Me: 6-6:30.
Since it was GUILT-inducing-niece I decided I should probably go over there. It has been at least three weeks since I've been to mom's and I could feel the guilty cloud starting to follow me anyway.
When I got there I discovered that her and her BFF had cooked me dinner. I was completely surprised. This is a kid who can barely manage to cook herself Top Ramen. Not only was it dinner, it was good. AND they made me no-bake cookies. For no reason other than because they wanted to see me. OH THE GUILT. I MIGHT DIE FROM THE GUILT.