Me: (snoring)
Goo: Mom! Mom, wake up!
Me: Hmmmm?
Goo: Mom, can I have a snack?
Me: (silence)
Goo: Wait, don’t answer that. I know what you’re going to say. “No, but you can have breakfast!” Alright, I’ll have breakfast. (Walks away.)
Me: (washing dishes)
Goo: Mom! Mom, can I go play with my Army guys?
Me: (silent, thinking through my answer)
Goo: Wait, I know what you’re going to say. “Okay but everything you take out you’re going to have to put away!” Don’t worry…I will. (Walks away.)
Me: (on the phone)
Blondie: Mom! Mom, can I go outside and play with Molly?
Me: (holding up my finger for her to wait a moment)
Blondie: I know, I know. You’re on the phone and if I can’t stop interrupting I’ll have to go to my room. (Walks away.)
Me: (waiting by the side door with my purse so we can go to Spike’s baseball game.)
Spike: (yelling from his room) Mom! Mom! Have you seen my baseball glove?
Me: (thinking)
Spike: I know, I know. My baseball glove is not your responsibility. I’ll keep looking.
Wow, it’s only taken 4,973, 503, 426 times. But I think they might be getting it!
Alison-Mountain Momma said,
August 13, 2009 at 10:20 am
I YEARN for this day!!!
Ruth said,
August 13, 2009 at 10:44 am
WOW!!! This is the dream we all have! At least you have it in print now, so you know it actually happened once!
Jaina said,
August 13, 2009 at 7:28 pm
Wow, that’s impressive!
Rebecca said,
August 14, 2009 at 10:43 am
You have given me hope!