Friday, July 17, 2009

My daughter is trying to kill me

Remember how Seconda was dunking crap into my coffee? Well, since I've taken measures so prevent that, she's resorted to more devious stratagems. This morning I poured myself a cup of java and since I am a die-hard light and sweet kind of girl, I splashed in the milk and opened the sugar bowl to scoop out a teaspoon (or two -- who's counting?). But when i inserted my spoon it made a clinking sound. There, buried in the sugar was

a refrigerator magnet
two rubber bands, and
a tiny black plastic binder clip.

My daughter is trying to kill me.