October 6, 2006
The kids and I were watching TV upstairs after dinner, relaxing, having a great time. Lauri cooked us a fantastic dinner, cleaned the table, the dishes, swept/mopped the floor, while we all kicked back and relaxed. So, after Lauri's done working her fingers to the bone, she joins us upstairs to finally get a break.
Jake: “Mommy, shouldn’t you be downstairs cleaning the kitchen or something?”
LOL! Lauri's mouth dropped to the floor. I tried my best to reprimand Jacob, but couldn't stop laughing my ass off. Lauri couldn't decide whether to be furious at Jacob, at me, or just laugh along with me. Fortunately for me, it was so funny that the latter happened...
Well, it must have gotten Emmy to thinking because she came downstairs the following morning and climbed onto my lap and asked, “Daddy, why don’t you ever help mommy with all the work?” I struggled and wormed my way around that one but how do you handle your little girl totally calling you out?! Let's just drop this one here...
During dinner that night...
Jake to Lauri: “Invisible Kool-Aid, please! Chop, chop!”
Emily to Lauri: “You heard the man! Chop, chop!”
These two are killing me! They’re going to totally ruin the good thing I’ve got going!
Note: Before I get 10 posts of what a a-hole I am, I did explain to Jake and Em both how hard Mommy works and how to show her respect and that I needed to cleanup more, too. WHICH I do (in phases)...
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3 comments:
Throwing your pants on the table when you get home doesn't count as wiping it off..
Hey, it's GETTING the crap off the table, isn't it?!!! (onto the pants, then onto the floor...)
Nice.
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