At eight thirty tonight, this happened: Me: You cannot have a cookie - or anything else for that matter - until you eat your broccoli! *holds up microscopic broccoli tidbit that is smaller than my pinky fingernail* Joycie: *screaming fit* Me: Im sorry, John Ray! I didnt mean to knock you over! And no, you cannot have that box of waffle mix! It is not an actual box of waffles!!!. John Ray: *screaming fit* Jayna (from the bathroom, where she was showering): Aaaaaaaa! Mom!!!! I got shampoo in my eyes!!!!! *screaming fit* Me: Im coming, Juliet!!! I have to take care of this!!! Hold on baby!!!. Juliet: *screaming fit* Joycie: please!!!! Im hungeee!!!!! Me: no!!! I mean what I say!!! Broccoli, then cookie!!! Joycie: *scream* John Ray: *scream* Juliet: *scream* Jayna: thanks for your help with that shampoo, MOM! *stomps across house, wrapped in a towel* Juliet: *scream, sob, wail, cough from crying so hard, scream* Joycie: *scream* Me: *throws hands in the air* oh, forget it!. *hands Joycie a cookie* *puts John Ray in clean diaper and PJs* *hugs Jayna* Im sorry I couldnt help you with your shampoo. Thank you for taking care of it yourself like a big girl. *puts John Ray to bed* *picks up unhappy baby*
Posted on: Fri, 25 Apr 2014 03:10:03 +0000
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