Growing up my sister and I were suspecting that our mom was a white witch. Mom could see things happen, especially negative things in near future. For example if she told you “don’t leave a glass on the table it would break”...it really would. Like your mind creates your reality, I mean her mind. My kid sister was her usual victim, me not so much. My disposition was that everything will turn out just right. Mom’s predictions didn’t really work on me. We had a Skype chit chat recently.
Mom: you won’t believe what had happened. We were standing in the middle of the kitchen. I tried to open 2 liter juice carton, and you know, I gave it a little shake just to stir the bottom (I am familiar with her “little shake”. She probably imagined she’s triple Olympic champion in caber toss and gave a poor box shake that started from the ground between her feet all the way up to her full hight, she’s an Aries), and the whole thing just exploded. Juice ricocheted off the high ceiling hitting the top of your sister’s head on the way back (my sister is almost 6” tall, my mom is 5”3’). It kept dripping off her head. There was juice dripping off the ceiling, juice puddle on the floor. Sandra just gave me sad look, shook her hear and said “that would never happen to me”. My sister later told me, she opened the juice box, put the lid back, but she might’ve left it loose. 😂 #littlerascals #mymomisachampion ❤️ #lovemykidsister 😂 #youcantmakethishitup #grateful #actorslife