Just tryin’ to impress you with my stellar parenting skills
August 21, 2007
Last night it suddenly got quiet.
“Hmmmm, why is Miles being so quiet?” I asked Rob.
“I think he fell asleep,” he answered.
Why yes, he is asleep.
And what were we doing that was so important that we failed to notice our tired toddler lay down on the floor?
Watching riveting television and eating popsicles, of course.
Or in my case, working on my computer, ignoring my husband, and eating a popsicle.
I think the popsicles are to blame.
I am not sure who is to blame for the bickering that occurred after this over who was going to carry him to bed.
“But I am working.”
“Instant messaging is not working.”
“I am just telling Mir about this that I was writing. And I knew you wouldn’t appreciate it.”
“And you are doing?”
“I am watching the hurricane.”
“And that is important because we live thousands of miles away?”
“That weather guy looks an awful lot like Seinfeld. Oh wait, you ARE watching Seinfeld.”
In the end my compelling arguments, or laziness, won and Rob brought him up to bed.
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