Somebody’s watching me

She’s staring at me.

When my daughter doesn’t feel good, she comes and sit across from me at the kitchen table. Doesn’t say a word. Just stares at me. I try to not look directly at her. If I do, she will just sigh, very loudly. This will prompt me to ask her what is wrong.

No, I’m fine. Really.

Shrug. “Oh..nothing.”

I will ask her if there is anything I can do for her. Does she need to see a doctor? Does she want me to get her a drink, or a snack? Would she like to me to square dance for her amusement? Do I have a piece of broccoli stuck in my teeth?

She will finally get up and walk away, only to reemerge a while later. This is when I start to get really annoyed. What does she want from me? Is she doing it just to piss me off, or does she secretly want to crawl into my lap like she was little? It’s obvious she desires something when she bores a hole through me, but what? For the love of asparagus, what is it child?

Does anyone have a 6 pack?

 

 

 

 

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