My friend had a life sized, very realistic dummy that we used for all sorts of things. He had a beard, and we dressed it in all black, with a black beanie and put him in Kimberly’s bathroom. He was up against the wall so when she walked in she wouldn’t see him at first and he looked like he was hiding. She came home, and didn’t go in her room for quite a while. We waited and waited. I tried everything to get her to go in there, but she didn’t bite the bait. Finally I told her I needed an Advil or something, and that I didn’t know where it was. She went to go get it. We sat in the family room and we heard a high pitched, but not very loud “who is that?”. It got louder “who is that!?”. She ran out of her room and out the front door. She repeated over and over, “Who is that!? What do you want?” very high pitched but not too loud. We were all laughing so hard, and she still didn’t get it. We had to bring out the dummy and show her before she’d come back in.
OH KIMBERLY!In her 50 wise years she has had too many embarrassing, weird things happen to her and it wouldn’t be fair to keep them in the family. She is special, she is funny. She’s got 8 kids, and as she says “each one took a part of her brain with them at birth”. So what if her house is a mess? So what if she drives like a crazy at night? So what if she talks herself into weird situations she can’t get out of? She’s my mom and I love her.