FamilyCoworker:“That last wire is good to go!”
Me: “Uh, wires were sent yesterday.”Daddy: “So, since it’s my weekend to have the kids and I have plans Friday night, I got a sitter. Do you want her to watch them over at your house?”
Me: “How does that translate into my weekend without the kids?”Doctor: “So what happened to your arm? Get into a fight?”
Me: (Steady gaze, wry smile)Me: “I’m dropping off a prescription. Can I come pick it up in an hour?”
Pharmacist: “You again!?”Orkin Man: “Hi, just checking in. I can be there by five.”
Me: “That’s when I’m leaving to get the kids. I thought our window was 3-5.”Me: (Trying to un-jam the bathmat from under the door) “Gaarrrgghh, this door is so LOW!”
Logan: (Watching calmly from tub) “When I came in, it was a very fine door.”Me: “If you don’t wear a pull-up tonight, there will be no trains or candy for two days.”
Dylan: “Then… I think I’ll take no trains or candy for seven days.”Me: (after dinner, after baths, around eight o’clock) “So, how much homework do you have to do tonight?”
Logan: “Seventeen pages.”Me: (Creeping up on ten o’clock) “Logan. You can’t erase crayon. It’s useless. Just move on. It’s getting late.”
Logan: (Scratching with all his might) “I can DO it.”











03.10.05 at 10:08 PM |
Logan has much more of you in him than you realise!
03.10.05 at 11:07 PM |
LOL, amen brother!
03.10.05 at 11:30 PM |
Now wait a minute there misters, which part? The stubborness? OK, But come on, I am not such a perfectionist that I have ever tried to erase crayon.
The watching calmly while someone struggles and offering unhelpful observations? I don—OK, you got me.
My word is “members.” Make of that what you will.
P.S. Dylan did NOT wear a pull-up and he DID wet the bed. I put him in Daphne’s for now since she never uses it. (Ohhh no, that bed is SO PRETTY and it’s only used for jumping and hiding.).
No pull-up, no sharing my bed. Isn’t that the rule in every household?
He is sooooo stuborn.
Members.
03.11.05 at 03:13 AM |
I know you already know this, but he is trying to exert control over some area of his life, because he has no control over other areas. 2 suggestions? There are lovely pads you can put on top of the mattress that help quite a bit if the little guy isn’t too squirmy in his sleep, and have him help you change the sheets. I told my son if he was old enough to make the decision, he was old enough to strip the bed and carry the bedding to the washer. he could also help put the bed back together , before he did any of his own fun stuff.
03.11.05 at 03:13 AM |
Was that all in one day?
Have a wonderful “childless” weekend.
03.11.05 at 04:33 AM |
You again?
Heh.
(I’m having a hard time remembering child’s birthdays, and since our entire Medical System is now coordinated around “Date of Birth” it causes some funny moments at the doctor, pharmacy, on the phone, etc.)
03.11.05 at 04:38 AM |
I hope you have a great kid-free weekend and that Murphy finds someone else to hang out with for a few days.
My word: Freedom.
03.11.05 at 04:41 AM |
haha! Okay I’m not laughing at you, just with you. (You are laughing right? No? Have some more wine…)
A trick I’ve found that works with Kyle is I let him put his regular underwear on over his pull-up at night.
Enjoy your weekend cleaning closets!
03.11.05 at 04:43 AM |
WOW! A day in the life eh? I agree with Lisa. Murphy needs to find a new home and a kid free weekend with the phone off, long soaks in the tub, a few bottles of wine, and some chocolate sound in order!
Oh wait…that’s what I would LOVE to do! Pardon my dreaming in your comments!
03.11.05 at 06:50 AM |
Didn’t you know if you scratch hard enough you can erase crayon?! Hardly any left at all!
03.11.05 at 06:51 AM |
... wait, was there a punch line? Hopefully not, as Murphy seems to have been Quite Enough. Word is “longer,” as in: “I hope that Murphy will trouble you no .....”
03.11.05 at 06:55 AM |
Dylan, master negotiator there! How do you remember all of these?
03.11.05 at 07:13 AM |
Now remember, as you pass Dylan off to Daddy, no trains or candy for at least 2 days. Heeheehee
You gotta love doling out punishment that someone else has to enforce. Not that you did that on purpose. Dylan made you do it.