Yeowch, Aims. Is she grounded for life?
Batcave, Pretty Ponies, Chixos, and all dresses have been taken away for at least a week. The Batcave will sit on top of the piano where she has to see it every day. She did not get stories or songs for bed tonight. She also had to deal with her Father, who went Reniassance on her ass.
I think Emeline is in for a world class lesson.
And maybe a future in boxing? Miracleman can be her manager.
edit:
who went Reniassance on her ass.
Oh, dear. Creative measures.
I mean, she hauled back and smacked me. Those tiny hands freaking hurt, man.
If I had done that to my parents as a child I'd still be grounded.
Ugh, Aims- that sucks on many levels.
Oh, shit, Aims. I had the raging finger of death pointed at me this morning for committing the capital crime of asking Hec if he wanted a bagel, but I haven't been hit. Yet, I'm sure.
Lots of hugs, and I'm stuffing a martini through the interpipes to you right now (unless you'd prefer a Cosmo or a Manhattan).
If I had done that to my parents as a child I'd still be grounded.
Me too. Look at it this way Aims, you can guilt Em with this for the rest of her life.