Let's just say she is irrationally fearful of potentially dangerous situations.
I don't get it.
This trip we stayed in well populated, touristy areas, so Mona didn't complain. Strike that, she didn't complain about her life being in danger. She did have a problem with her sunglasses, or lack thereof.
Mona: We need to stop somewhere and get me sunglasses. I broke my last pair.
Me: okay we can stop at Walmart
Mona: No. We can stop somewhere nicer. I'm willing to spend more money on them.
Me: After you broke the last three pair you had?
Mona: They only broke because they were cheap.
Me: Really Mona? It wasn't because you forgot you were wearing them on your shirt when you hugged someone, dropped them on the concrete, or stepped on them?
Mona: No.
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(us driving through a cute little downtown)
Mona: Do you think they would have sunglasses there? (Points at lamps & shades store)
Me:(face-palm)
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Mona: (in a whining tone) I need sunglasses!
Me: Do you want to wear mine?
Mona: (nods)
Me: (gives Mona my sunglasses)
Mona: They're dirty!
Me: That's it! Give them back! You don't deserve them!
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We never did stop to get her sunglasses. But in my defense, she was the driver. It wan't like I was holding her back.
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