Sunday, July 6, 2008

What does this say about me?

A couple of small observations from this morning.

First, I was sweeping the kitchen floor (which I do like three times a day, I swear!), and Jabber comes waltzing in (no, really, that's not just a fancy way of writing...he was waltzing...with a truck, I think) and says, "Mom, who's coming over today?"

"Well, I don't think anyone's coming over today, hon."

"Well, then why are you sweeping?"

I acted completely indignant and said, "What? I can't sweep the floor without expecting company? Maybe I just want to keep things from sticking to my feet when I walk."

He remained skeptical. "Are you sure nobody's coming over?"

A little later, he was walking around the house chatting on a pretend telephone. "Oh, these kids," he said, in an exasperated tone, "they're driving me up a wall. They're so full of wrestling today." At this point Monkey stole the broom I had propped up against the kitchen counter while I made a cup of coffee, and Jabber spent a few minutes chasing him down to retrieve the broom. He went back to his telephone conversation. "I'm so sorry about that," he said. "I just had to chase the kid around with a broom a little bit."

1 comment:

Shana said...

My kids do the exact.same.thing. Or like if I you know, shower in the morning, they are all, "Mama, are we going somewhere"? No little dudes, I am just trying to not smell like a dead cow for once!