Navy is about 99% awesome.  But every once in a while those upcoming hormones creep in, and make up that other 1%.  Today was one of those days.  She was just being ridiculously dramatic about everything.  If someone looked at her funny, she was almost in tears over it.  It was a bit overkill…but par for the beginning hormonal course.  By the time dinner was over, and I was ready for all of my kids to get to their rooms, she had a meltdown.
Her meltdown took place at the table where we were all sitting, and half way through, I said, “Oh Navy….Check your hormones at the door!”  She looked back at me with huge eyes, and blurted out, “I don’t even know where the door is, because I never get to get outta this place!”
I looked at Scout at the same time he looked at me.  We started laughing so hard, we couldn’t stop.  Then Scout repeated the amazing one liner.
And then Navy started laughing.
And for the next ten minutes, everyone — including Pippi — was talking how we don’t even know where the door is, because we never get to get outta this place!
Poor, good-sport Navy!
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(Update: It is still a one-liner in our home.)