Readers, I’m going to let you in on a little secret.
I have a big mouth.
Yes, I know you are all shocked. You would never guess that someone who spews criticism and lectures and tales of her (and others’) antics all over the Internet could possibly be a yammerhead, but I am.
And people are catching on. Last night, I had dinner with my brother, sister-in-law, 9-month-old and 8-year-old nieces, and their 3 dogs. I don’t get a chance to see them as often as my other family members, so there’s usually a lot to catch up on when I stop by for a visit.
I think I was recounting my Minnesota wedding trip to them when my brother pointed out that Miss Loo (the 8-year-old) was staring at me intently, taking in ever word. She looked bored, but couldn’t bring herself to tear away and go play.
Finally, as I was wrapping up and getting ready to leave, Loo turned to me slightly annoyed and said, “Auntie Lissa, you sure have a lot of stories every time you come over.”
I believe that is child code for: Shut the heck up already.