“Mommy. Soandso said blahblahblah. And it hurt. My. Feeeeelllinnngggs.” Sobbed the daughter.
“So what did you do?” the Mommy asked, as she tried to straighten her daughters halo…which seemed to want to stay crooked.
“Mommy. I didn’t do anything. I was a victim.” the daughter replied, with an angelic look on her face.
“Of course you didn’t, my sweet and perfect child.” the Mother smiled, patted her daughter on the head after giving up on trying to straighten that crooked halo.
The Mother left the daughter, who appeared to be innocently doing something or another, and went and stuck her head back into the sand.
The Mother felt a tapping on her back. She pulled her head out of the sand to find her beautiful, sweet and PERFECT daughters gaze upon her.
“Mommy. I just wanted to tell you. I don’t know why but. Soandso…she just sent me a message and called me a bitch.” the daughter said, with tears welling up in her eyes.
“And what did you do?” the Mother asked. Once again trying to straighten that darn halo while noticing the tarnish starting to build up.
“Mommy. I didn’t do anything. I TOTALLY am innocent.” the daughter cried, batting her eyes and placing her tear streaked face upon her Mommys sandy shoulder.
“Mommy. Maybe you should call Soandsos’ Mommy. Maybe the two of you need to talk about us.” the daughter suggested.
“Of course dear. That is a fine idea.” the Mommy said, looking for a polishing cloth to use to address that tarnish problem on her daughters halo. “I’ll call her very soon.”
The Mommy grabbed the polishing cloth and attacked that crooked and tarnished halo with a vengence. To no avail. She threw down the cloth. Left the halo crooked. And…
Stuck her head back in the sand.
Then Mommy, through sand filled ears, heard the phone ringing. She pulled her head out. Shook her head to get ears clear. And answered the phone to…
her dear friend, Soandsos Mom.
“Hi my friend. You’ll have to speak loudly. I can’t seem to shake all the sand out of my ears.” said Soandsos Mom.
“Oh, me too. In fact, I had just stuck my head back in the sand, right before you rang.” said the daughters Mom.
“It seems that your sweet angel. And my sweet angel. Are being a bit…devilish. And I don’t know about you but…as hard as I try. I can NOT get my daughters halo straightened. And that tarnish is uncontrollable.” said Soandso’s Mommy.
“I’m SO glad you called, Soandso’s Mom. It seems that we are having…THE EXACT SAME TROUBLES here. How would you like, my dear friend, to come over and stick your head in the sand WITH me?” asked the daughters Mommy.
So Soandso’s Mommy came over with Soandso.
And the girls smiled at each other. Linked arms. And skipped off.
The girls seemingly played ever so sweetly, with tarnished and crooked halos.
The Mommy’s shrugged their shoulders, thinking the girls were OBVIOUSLY the best of friends and thank goodness this whole drama passed…again.
And both of them, with polishing cloths in hand, promptly…
stuck their heads back in the sand…
For next time.