Hearing a lot of stories about how parents who don’t do shit for their kids.
Despite the crazy…my mother has done a lot for me.
*picks up phone*
“Nothing. Just calling you randomly to tell you you’re an alight mom. A good one sometimes…”
“Nothing. It is a random call…that’s what random means.”
“Oh! Thank you! Tell the dog that I need to buy him some new toys. Because I know you haven’t. That poor thing.”
By the way…I went to fix her computer last weekend. Noticed that in her email she has a folder specifically for my dog. It’s where she sends the photos I send her.
I’m a sub-folder to my dog.