The Cruel Gene

I think all mothers have a cruel gene. It's that gene that makes us take pictures instead of helping our children when they find themselves in situations like this:

She was supposed to be in bed sleeping. But somehow she got this tote (which was nowhere near her bed) stuck on her head. I laughed. I took pictures. I felt no sympathy for the disobedient little girl who got zapped with a natural consequence of her disobedience. Then I removed the tote, gave her a hug (and continued chuckling to myself) and sent her back to bed.

And someday I look forward to laughing again when she heartlessly takes pictures of her own daughter doing similar things to her. =D