Grandma and Mom
When I was a small child I was playing outside at my Grandma's house. I wandered into my Grandma's flower bed at one point. I picked a flower, and my grandma yanked hard on a lock of my hair. My mother saw this, and flew into a rage at my Grandma. I never doubted my mother's protectiveness after this.
I wandered into my Grandma's flower bed at one point. I picked a flower, and my grandma yanked hard on a lock of my hair. When I was a small child I was playing outside at my Grandma's house. I never doubted my mother's protectiveness after this. My mother saw this, and flew into a rage at my Grandma.