Robot Brain

I had a conversation with little Pearl this morning that went like this:

“Mommy, do you remember when I went with you to buy this fix it tape?” she asked me, waving my white-out tape dispenser in the air.

“No, Pearl, I do not.”

“That’s because you don’t have a robot brain like me, mommy.”


Last night, she was dismissed from dinner because she was not eating. Stomping up the stairs to her room, she looked at me with daggers in her little eyes and said, “Don’t look at me!”


Author: April Line Writing

Writing about whatever the f*ck I want.

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