Well, apparently i suck at making contests. No one has talked about the crazy things their RAD does.
Technically, deadline is tonight! Coasters will be ready to ship after voting. There is just one entry thus far, it is about my IRL friend's daughter.
Here's one about Sissy:
I'm not sure where the breakdown occurs in her mind but this whole bathrobe thing seems to have her befuddled.
Last week she emerged from the shower, dripping wet, wrapped in a towel CARRYING her bathrobe.
"uh, Sissy? Why aren't you WEARING your robe?"
"I didn't want it to get wet" was her reply.
"well, dear, that's what the robe is for."
"oh. I didn't know."
"Now you know."
Where does one go from there? What can you possibly say to your child after that? There isn't anything to be said. There is only *head desk*
We've had this conversation too.
"Sissy, why is your robe on your bedroom floor?"
"HUH?!? WHAT!?!? I DON'T KNOW!!!"
*holding onto the wall so I don't get blown over by her hollering* "Is there a better place for it?"
"i don't know"
"Let me try again. Should your robe be on the floor?"
"Where should your robe be?"
"On the hook?"
"It's a miracle! My daughter's mind has been revived!"
*glares of death*
"please put the robe on the hook, thank you."
"I DON'T KNOW WHERE IT IS?"
"you know there's a hook but you don't know where it is?"
"Wow, that was the fastest journey your mind has ever had!"
"it was healed and revived and two seconds later went back to zombieland. Such a shame. Really, your mind is going to wear out all of God's miracles."
*more glares and grunting*
"Let's try this. Sissy. Pick your robe up off the floor and hang it on the hook behind the door before I count down from ten or it becomes MY new robe."
*stomps, huffs, completes task*
"Wow! Another miracle! I'm one lucky person to witness so many in my lifetime!"
OK, I'll extend the deadline until Tuesday night and then I think I'm hanging up the contest hat for awhile. I'm not very good at it.