- Put me on time out, usually for putting him on time out
- Asked to drive the truck
- Told me to leave him at home alone
The child doesn't seem to understand that I'm an award-winning poet. A recorded essayist! I should be busy compiling my list of demands for appearances (such as a bowl of only pink Starburst, fresh cider, one autograph per person and no photographs except of my left side, etc.).
But instead I'm having to deal with this, an angsty teen in the body of an angsty toddler. Then again, his mother is an angsty writer, so. Even steven.
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Elsewhere, I subject the world to my theory-based math skillz.
7 comments:
David over my shoulder: "Whose blog is that, it looks awesome!" Hehe. Great post as always :).
Calap, you're funny.
Also, why don't people at my house give me pink-Starburst-only props? I feel this would be an appropriate gesture of respect.
And your financial advice is sound. You are FAR more insightful (and palatable) than that Suzy Orman woman, though likely not as tan. Well done!
I love it when my three-year-old tells me to leave her at home alone. It totally makes this SAHM bit worth it. Wherein "worth it" means "one more preschooler-generated threat like that and I am so back in heels and an office environment."
Also, I'd encourage the driving. I think a kid who can drive himself to T-ball practice is a kid you definitely want to have nearby.
We have one of those mature toddlers who is constantly challenging authority. I think I need to take up boxing for parental stress relief...
I'd like to see a photo of your etc.
Right there with you on the pink starburst. Orange?? Phsssst please! -Kerry
Oooh just wait! My youngest told me he was going to have Daddy arrest me... for making him walk to the park after school. yep. It only get's better and better!
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