That make me wish I was a better example to my kid.
The scene: Sam is eating in her highchair while I struggle making dinner for us grown-ups (dinner is pretty much always a struggle for me because I am a lousy cook and hate doing it). Daniel dashes up the stairs, without telling me where to find something he moved that I need for dinner. It may be a small kitchen, but his ability to squirrel stuff away in places I didn't know existed knows no bounds.
Me: (yelling up the stairs after him) DANIEL!!!!!!
Sam: (yelling from her highchair): DAAA DAAAA!!!!
Ooops. Yeah, well, what are you gonna do? I guess I'm going to have to give up my habit of yelling from one story to another in the house. I really don't know what I'm going to replace it with though, because running up and down the stairs a million times a day is never going to happen. Maybe we'll just text to the next room, reaching a whole new level of pathetic.
1 comment:
Ok, that made me laugh. And recently, I haven't had enough of that, so I sincerely appreciate this post. All of it, right down to you saying your husband "squirrel"s things away...also the part about not enjoying the whole dinner thing. I am so with you on that, and usually I am made to feel very guilty about it (not by my family, but by other women)...anyway, could've guessed I could come to your spot for guilt free laughter!
LOVE YOU!
Post a Comment