The Internet Visits Again
August 19, 2007
And this is what they get for breakfast.
Photos shamelessly stolen from HeatherB because I never remember to take photos.
And Heather learned that my house is exactly like I portray online. No secrets here. My kids are always well behaved, side splitting funny, and clean. Definitely clean. In fact the entire 24 hours was was one photo op after another. And Heather wants a four year daughter more than anything else in the world. Maybe even more than stabbing herself in the ears with ice picks. Oh, and I never ever raise my voice. Why would I? My kids are perfect.
An actual conversation that occurred on Friday afternoon in which Heather was enlightened to the world of crazy things parents say.
Me to my 6 yr old, “No more snapping. Do you understand? I do not want to see you snap again.”
Heather to me, “Wow. Snapping isn’t allowed? What is wrong with snapping?”
Me to Heather, “What isn’t wrong with it?”
But 24 hours later after she got up close and personal with Mr. Snappy Fingers, she fully understood.
And understood the need for copious amounts of wine.
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