I made cookies for my grandfather's birthday. My mom took me to the store to get the ingredients.
Then, after I made them, she got mad at me for not practicing my violin.
I go to my case, then she asks what I doing, and when I say, "Practicing my violin," she yells at me for not studying for my test tomorrow.
I go to my backpack and then she yells at me for not cleaning up the cookie sheets in the kitchen.
WELL, if YOU hadn't told me to go practice violin, I would have done that!!!!!!
WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO??? I'M SOOOO CONFUSED!!!!!!!
...although right now I have her under control with my amazing cookies...