I Got Into A Little Bit Of Trouble Today
Remember I mentioned my morning routine which happens to include knocking things off my table? Well I don't think my mother fully understands that concept when I, on the other hand, don't see the problem.
For example, last night I was performing my usual acrobatics after everyone went to sleep and again I'm not lazy like (whispers) my sisters over there. To each their own.
My mother left a water glass on my table, I accidentally knocked it over, and it shattered into pieces. Now, first of all, I took the high road, the mature approach and didn't even get upset that she left her dirty glass on my table. Second, she had to have known it was in my acrobatic path of destruction and that I'd undoubtedly crash into it. Kind of careless on her end but I'm not going to dwell on that.
Anyway, I heard her say my full name "PUMKIN ____ ____ _____! (I have a very long name, true Mexican right here) Get your butt over here!" and I could hear in her voice she was not happy. So I did what any cat in their right mind would do. I pretended to not hear her and I ran the other way.