Tomorrow is the 100th Day of School, which Reagan is very excited about. Her brothers... not so much. As they were getting ready for school this morning, this was our exchange:
Mom: "Quinn! Look at you! Your hair isn't combed, your sweatshirt is filthy, your pants are too short! You can't go out in public looking like that!"
Quinn: "No one cares, Mom."
Mom: "I care! You look like a homeless child!"
Quinn: "Mom, it's the 100th day of school. It's just a long, down-hill slide to the end. I'm letting myself go."
Nice. What kind of mother does this kid have????
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