On Frustration...

Sometimes my mom will take Seven for an afternoon or evening to give me a break. One of their favorite things to do is just wander aimlessly through various stores just to kill time. One day at one of these stores, Sev had picked out a purple hula hoop with this sparkly, silver, tin foil-looking stuff wrapped around it. Grandma Dearest bought it and put it in the back seat for Seven to hold while she drove home. Seven was trying to pick off the silvery foil stuff, but I guess it was too tough for her to do. She asked Grandma to do it. My mom explained that she was driving. Seven tried again and got mad at the foil. She said, "DAMMIT! Now we're going to have to go back to Mom's house and get the snissors!"