Mom knows that I blame Papi for breaking every pen I touch.
Recently, I had to sign something for her. Guess what? Pen ran out of ink. We both kind of smiled and shrugged. She left the room and returned with a pencil. Brilliant!!!!
(I'll be really baffled if Papi figures out how to make a pencil run out of lead).
**Update 6/7: After having 2 pens refusing to provide ink, I grabbed a mechanical pencil. The lead snapped off 3 flippin' times before I decided to give up on my task. **Sigh.**
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