Ew.
Please refrain from speaking until I've poured at least a cup in me. Preferably two cups. Thank you.
This morning, with Alec in...oh I don't know...where ever he is. Calendar says last week Phoenix, this week Fort Lauderdale, next week Atlanta...I had the dubious honor of walking Lauren to the school bus stop. Lindsay toddled along beside me holding my hand. On the way back, she was walking beside me, but refused to hold my hand. So I kept walking, calling, "Come on, Lindsay, we're heading home!" as cheerfully as I could muster.
After a few steps, I realized she was not following, and turned to discover my
I picked her up, gave her a swat on the behind, and said, "Lindsay DOES NOT go in the street. No no. NOT IN THE STREET," sternly.
Riiiight. Because it's not like anyone was watching her or anything.
4 comments:
+1 WMP for completely misreading the situation, due to lack of coffee. Obviously, Lindsay DOES go in the street! Or at least she DID. I'm glad you pulled her out before she never had the chance to DO it again.
:)
I concur. One point for letting your kid play in traffic. :)
What kind of street are we talking about here? Two lanes with a solid yellow? I'll give more points for that. A one-way street...I don't know...
Hey, and Alec's going to be in Atlanta? When? We should do lunch! I think that comedian Zach Galafanakis looks a little bit like Alec.
I dunno... one point definitely for playing in traffic, but really, trying to make it look like you're shocked and appalled that it happened? Really, are we fooling anyone when we do this?
It's kindof like the parents who say "I don't know what's gotten into her today, she's always so lovely..."
Yeah, right.
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