Childhood Memories

Please tell me you gals remember this same book as a kid: Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day. I'd forgotten all about this children's classic until I cracked open the next chapter in Lies Women Believe and it was referenced. (You may wonder the connection. Well, this next lie we're uncovering is about our circumstances.) As I read the included excerpts, I found myself laughing hysterically out loud. I hope the following words cause the same reaction in you.

I went to sleep with gum in my mouth and now there's gum in

my hair and when I got out of bed this morning I tripped on the

skateboard and by mistake I dropped my sweater in the sink while the water was running and I could tell it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.

There were lima beans for dinner and I hate limas.
There was kissing on TV and I hate kissing.
My bath was too hot, I got soap in my eyes, my marble went
down the drain, and I had to wear my railroad-train pajamas. I hate my railroad-train pajamas.
When I went to bed Nick took back the pillow he said I could
keep and the Mickey Mouse night light burned out and I bit my
tongue.

The cat want to sleep with Anthony, not with me.
It has been a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.