I was at Wal-Mart this morning trying to get some Christmas shopping done (or more accurately - started) and Lucia was being a P-A-I-N! Crying, whining, trying to grab everything she could get her hands on. Needless to say, I managed to buy new toothbrushes, my yearly Christmas tradition (since this is the second year I do so), and that's about it. Cold cuts, bread and carpet cleaner doesn't count.
Anyway, I came home disgusted. Harold happened to be studying at home and came in to ask why there were three new toothbrushes on the counter. I explained that the two cool ones (they are battery-operated AND play music) are Christmas presents and the third "cheapy-Dora-one-that-is-already-opened-and-chewed-on" was what Lucia did while I walked around. As I explained this to him, not once did my eyes leave the computer. Yup, I was still disgusted with Lucia's behavior.
Harold started cracking up laughing and talking about how crazy Lucia is and how funny she can be. So I started laughing too and had to agree. She really has become a nut these days. Then it hit me - had I not had him here I would have never realized the silliness of the whole stupid situation.
What do ya know.... husbands can be pretty useful now and then.