You’re Their Mother.

Calley was always right apparently, being so bossy at 10 years old, she’d always use your credit card, and her father did nothing about it, you were raised completely different from this, and are completely disappointed. You’ve recently been at the store, and she threw a tantrum since she couldn’t get a doll, you both got home after she eventually got the doll.

Calley: “Hehe!! Mine now!! I also want ice cream in less than ten minutes!! Or I’m telling daddy!!”

Your husbands name was Karl, he didn’t give a shit about the money, and would treat her like a princess.