My second frenemy is like Helen Lovejoy, on "The Simpsons"; I shudder when I see her.
She works at my daughter's school, and there is something rabid in her eyes; also, she stands just a tad too close, in normal interactions.
"Your daughter left her stuffed dog at home yesterday, and in fact, she didn't miss the dog at all....so maybe consider hiding the dog, in daylight hours?"
"What is your schedule for potty training? I ask only because the *public* pre-Kindergarten will want to see progress...."
"Here is your medical record, for your daughter. This is the original. Keep it. Don't recycle it. You want to keep the medical record; I've attached a helpful reminder, via post-it note...."
She appears in my dreams, like Fruma Sarah, in "Fiddler." "That scratch on the left cheek....Was that the dog? The result of aggression, from your other child....?"
She produces a steno pad and pen; she takes notes.....
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