Friday, August 19, 2011
Kids say what?
Today, the kids and I went out for breakfast. Well, okay, it was their 2nd breakfast but who is counting? When we got there, I ushered them into the bathroom with me. Christian, age 3, rolled his eyes and says (loudly) "Mommy, you make pee-pee a lot.". Not one to be upstaged, Sara says "Christian, you still poop in your diaper." Now his manhood has been insulted. Even louder, he screams "No, Sara, I no make icky poo poo in my diaper!". Did I mention this is a tiny hole-in-the-wall place? Everyone in the place is listening to this dialogue. Red-faced, I usher my vocal kids to our table and order them the biggest meals on the menu to keep their mouths full and busy and quiet. After Sara has inhaled her entire pancake, peaches and whip cream concoction and Christian has eaten everything but 1 tiny bite of toast, I decide it's time to go home. Christian is now convinced this is his Last Supper and starts screaming at the top of his highly developed lungs. In the car, we have the never-ending debate about whose turn it is for their music. Because we all know that a 3 year old and 7 year old girl cannot possibly agree on anything, much less music. Seriously, there is a better chance of peace in the Middle East before there will be peace in my home or car.