Okay admission is the first step. Mom has stepped over the line. Is it sanity or insanity? She kept telling daddy that she ordered some ‘special’ pillows for the living room chaise. Dad was like whatever okay. But mom continued to say they were ‘special’. Well they came in and I guess they are special. They look somewhat familiar. Of course I’m under strict orders not to touch them, look at them or go near them. What kind of pillows are they if I can roll all over them, right?
Of course mom was oohing and awwing and telling daddy all about them. I just say give me five seconds with them… alone.
Do you have ‘special’ pillows that you aren’t allowed to touch?