
So while I jammed through the casita in my walkeroo I escaped my moms vision into the little room that is always shut!....sneekly i inched my way to my destination and I made my move...unfortunatly i wasnt sneeky enough because my moms came bargin in total buzz kill screaming HER HAND IS IN THE TOILET! now I am not sure what she was so jealous about i mean does she think that is her little throne in there and only she can sit in it? i mean all i was going was playin a little music on the rim and then gave my hand a rest in the cool water below. Is this so bad..cant a girl jam in peace?
Anyways she yanked me out of my walkeroo so fast and dumped lots of bubbely soap and water all over me. I think she went a little overboard! When my pops got home a few minutes later she told her version of the story again ("HER HAND IS IN THE TOILET") and then my pops usually the more rational one said "did you wash her?" now obviously I was washed i mean I didnt see a need but my moms reaction was clear...and then he went on to pick me up and call me dirty.
I just do not see the big fuss here!
oh well next time I will just lock that door behind me...if I can ever reach