...when my kids were small and they offered a sincere, big-eyed plea for a
pot bellied pig
I was usually able to say no.
Even when they promised to
clean up after
and die if they couldn't have it
I was still usually able to say no.
At least for awhile.
And then, eventually, they would catch me at an off moment...
...like when I was trying to clean my house for company, bake a five course meal, unplug the toilet AND get clothes off the clothesline before it rained.
And then they'd pounce.
And I'd end up saying, "Mmmm...sure...yeah...ummm....that'll be fine."
And they would end up with one or more of the aforementioned animals.
It took a much shorter time for my big-eyed Grandlittle to convince me.
"Grandma, can you take care of my pet store?"
"Ummm...huh?" I replied.
"You know? My pet store app. All you have to do is feed the pets and then you will get points for me and I will be able to buy more pets."
"Ummmm...huh?" I asked again.
"Here! It's easy! I'll show you!"
So she did.
There was no poo or pee or walking or whimpering involved.
So I did it.
I am a wonderful Grandma.
This was about a week ago.
The point that my Grandlittle neglected to inform me of is that
YOU GET STINKIN' ADDICTED TO FEEDING THESE VIRTUAL PETS.
And then you get sucked into other peoples VIRTUAL PET SHOPS!
And then you start sneaking your phone in the bathroom because your husband rolls his eyes at you.
And he totally doesn't understand that if I can only get another 5,000 points I can get a spooky Halloween tree to decorate my Pet Shop.
This is MY Pet Shop now.
I told the Grandlittle to go get her own.
I'm a little bit worried about what might happen if I break my thumbs, though.
I'm wondering if I can get someone to promise to:
visit my friends shop
take all my requests for help
and keep everything up and running perfectly.
I might die if I couldn't do it!
Who knew there was so much pressure!
Double, triple and quadruple