I just learned that everything in my life has been written out, and it's all recorded in a book disguised as a children's board book. Every move I'm to make, and every word I'm to say has already been decided.
Thank goodness my daughter has knowledge of said book, and is taking it upon herself to be sure that everyone in the house does not stray from the "script" as she calls it. (Who knows what parallel universe we would all be thrown into if we were to say, wear blue instead of white tomorrow! The ramifications are unthinkable!)
"Daddy! Sit here! You have to sit here. It's in the script!"
This is a three year old, people. She came up with this one on her own. Can you imagine what we will have to deal with at thirteen? All I can say is someone will be needing therapy. I don't know yet if it will be her, or me.