Yesterday afternoon I pulled up to Anna's house (Anna picks up the girls from school) I jumped out of the van and ran to YARM13YOL hugged her and told her that I was amazed that I made it through the day without her. I opened the van door for her and brushed out her seat so that she would not over work herself or get her beautiful little hands dirty. She looked at me and said..."Why are you being so nice to me? I haven't been nice to you. This you being nice to me thing is really getting on my nerves."
OMG, all I am doing is trying to have a peaceful life, never did I think about the BONUS of getting on HER nerves. Yes, Adult 1 point, YARM13YOL zero points.
This morning " IT WAS ON". I have made them breakfast two mornings in a row...scrambled eggs, their favorite. Thank you, your applause is greatly appreciated. No, I'm not trying to make it harder for anyone out there in blog land...I'm just trying really hard to keep the peace, and if making breakfast is part of it, so be it. YARM13YOL has been sitting at the table now for 15 minutes and I walk in and say..."OMG, you are such a beautiful soul. I love the way that you are savoring every moment of you special scrambled eggs. Thank you for being you." YARM13YOL looks at me and ever so gently lays the fork down and turns to me and bestows a loving look on me and says....
YARM13YOL:"I. DON'T. LIKE. EGGS."
ME:I'm sorry, my hearing is not working like it used to.
YARM13YOL: I.DON'T.LIKE.EGGS.I.MEAN.LIKE.I.DON'T.LIKE.THEM.PERIOD.
ME:How foolish of me. I should be better. I'm so so so sorry, I should have know that today would be the day that you would not like eggs anymore. Please, Please accept my apology. If you don't, I will worry all day about you not forgiving me. How could I possibly make it through the day....
(I picked up her plate full of beautifully scrambled eggs, cause you all know I'm Betty Crocker in disguise and threw it in the trash).
ME: Now, you won't have to look at those horrible eggs, please come here and let me give you a hug to make it all better....
YARM13YOL: (Steam is beginning to blow out those ears) OMG!!!!!!! (stomping back to her room to flop down on the bed)
How many of you watched the DNC? I watched Clinton, he did not rock the house like Hillary, but he was good. That Joe Biden...wow. I think he's good at what he does. He's a charmer and a smooth talker. How brilliant was that work in his 91 year old mother. He absolutely had America's heart strings tugging last night. The card he chose to play last night was the right one. Won't this be an interesting race? Oh, I watched the DNC last night because...someone has lost the remote control and I was too lazy to get up, walk two feet to the TV and turn the channel.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Phase 2 of the Attack:When Good Kids Go Mad
Posted by Kaye Butler at 8:34 AM
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I remember being that kid...probably not verbally, but thinking things like that! My sister was the one who verbalized everything she thought... I just can't wait for my turn! LOL! I'll pray for you!
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