mothers

it's all too often that my mom and i get "into it", are at each other's throat, and do that dance we've been doing for 40+ years. 
today i called her back while in the car with morgan & sara. naturally, we were "at it" and the girls could clearly hear the back and forth snark between their mother and grammy. after getting off the call, i turned to them pleading that they never talk that way to me (insert chuckle here). my snarky teenager turned to me and said "as long as you don't talk that way to us, we won't talk that way to you."
touche!

monday workout: soulcycle 5:30pm with MORGAN!! a gift for finishing finals (latin is her last one tomorrow morning).