Growing up my younger brother thought that our step-mom had eyes in the back of her head. He was constantly getting caught for his transgressions. Of course me being 2 years older, and much more mature, I knew that he was just being sloppy and getting caught! I remember a whole week when he stared really hard at the back of Step-mom’s head trying to get a glimpse of her eyes underneath all her hair.
But now that I am a grown up (most of the time) I can fully appreciate Step-Mom’s sleuthing skills. It takes a special kind of person to be in the middle of making dinner, having a conversation with your husband in the next room, and listen to your kids conversation in the room on the other side of the kitchen.
So as I am cooking dinner I hear Shush squeal (it was that high pitch and that annoying) “I do NOT stink!”
I shout from the kitchen with hot pan from oven in hand “That is not nice! Be nice to your sister! You only have two, and they are the only ones you get! So be nice to one another!”
Then Sultana says “It wasn’t me!”
I stick my head around the corner and say “I know I was talking to your sister!” At which point I give the patented mom glare to Sass.
To which Sass is awed. “Wow Mom! You REALLY do have eyes in the back of your head! But how do they see around corners?”
Step-Mom, I am almost as good as you were at ferreting kids out!