Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Houston, We Have a Problem...

Actual papers I found hidden on the shelves in one of my children's rooms: 


Translation (sic): 
Work work work is all you ever asked me to do.
I'm not your maid I'm your daughter. 
For once in my life I want to be treated nicly by anybody in this world?
I never in my life have been fed or treated like a normal girl would be treated.
For once in my life I want to be treated like a normal girl?


Your making me mad inside my head but I never express it.
You know you have other kids why can't they help me.
I think you will make me blow.


Work work work is all you ever made me do.
I never even get a break.
I think at least I should sleep on something other than a straw mattress with sheets?
Work work work WORK!

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After Glen and I started researching child therapists, reevaluated our chore plan, and wondered what made her think her  mattress was made out of straw I noticed this inscription on the other side....



Translation: 
My Songbook
(songs that maids would sing in movies about work mostly)


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Fie on you Cinderella...


A new princess is in town.



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11 comments:

Steve-Rosanna said...

For about half a second, we thought that perhaps you had stumbled onto some of your old diary pages from your childhood.

As the oldest child, we sure expected a lot of you-as you became our built-in babysitter, maid, dishwasher, chauffeur, etc.

We are almost certain that all the on the job training we gave you as a young teenager helped make you the Super Mom that you have become.

;-) Dad-Mom

Denise said...

lol! I'm with your Dad. That could have been something I would have written about my own life...good to know she's just an aspiring lyricist and not a disgruntled daughter.

Karey said...

So funny! Which of your girls is the budding lyricist?

Clarinda said...

I was a little concerned for a minute there. I thought, that sure doesn't seem like one of Lara's daughters. :-)
Glad to hear it's just a songbook and that you're not a mean mommy.

Lolli said...

That is hilarious. I am so glad you found that and wrote it all down for posterity sake. She's got quite the imagination. :)

K said...

Can I assume Cami wrote the lovely song? It's awesome!

Lara said...

I promised not to divulge the name of the creative song-writer, but if you look at the labels you might see a name there.

K said...

That's funny. I was talking to Cami today and she said, "I sure don't remember writing that song, but I might have when I was younger." Apparently, it wasn't her. (o:

annalisa said...

that's hilarious! your children are funny!

Annette said...

That is too funny!

Mirien said...

Love that song! I can just picture your shock at reading all that pent-up resentment. When Alyssa was about 4 I asked her to clean up her room and she told me, "You treat me the way the wicked stepmother treats Cinderella!" Ouch! But now I'm quite comfortable with my mean mother persona.

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