diary-of-a-wimpy-kid-meldown-13

I figured as soon as Rowley was out of the car,
Mom was gonna yell at me for being at Gramma’s
house without permission. But she didn’t say
ANYTHING, and she didn’t mention it to Dad
during dinner, either.
After I finished doing the dishes, Mom told me
she wanted to have a talk in my room. She said
it was “perfectly normal” for boys my age to play
“make believe,” and that there was nothing to
feel ashamed of. Then she said she was glad me
and Rowley were using our imaginations instead of
playing video games.
I have no IDEA what Mom thought we
were doing in Gramma’s basement. But to be
honest with you, I kind of wish she had just
GROUNDED me instead.
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