They become little whining, groaning, hungry, fighting, irritating, bratty, ornery, unbelievably rude children. Oy! It really makes me want to pull my hair out a times.
Or lock myself in the garage, which has been known to happen.
Even when it's 20 degrees in there.
Anywho, I was attempting to carry on a phone conversation with my mom (Mimi) the other morning, and Christian and Caroline were in fine form from the get-go. One would whine and pull on my leg while the other ran around in circles throwing clean laundry all over the kitchen (I think a pair of Caitlin's panties landed in the dog water-yuck). I apologized profusely to Mimi and told her that if the two of them didn't settle down in about .5 seconds, I was gonna have to spank their little bums.
Mind you, I was talking to her but using the "I'm going to bust your bottom" look as a threat to the 2 small C's.
Christian matter-of-factly says, "Don't you spank me woman!"
Seriously?
Like that's gonna help the situation?
Let's just say he hasn't said it again. And he better not ever.
5 comments:
Oh man!!
Kids that cracks me up....
OHHH!!! How did you NOT crack-up?? I am so sorry...but I am laughing! I could see that sweet...innocent little face now! Hee...Hee
Is that a term of endearment that he has heard John use?? :)
Gotta love it!
I was thinking the same thing Keri was. How funny. Kids are so precious but can really try your patience at times. You are such a great mommy!
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