MOM! Have you ironed my clothes yet?! (Oh yeah, the ones I forgot to bring you to iron.)
MOM! Have you seen my belt?! (my shoes, my homework, my waffle?)
MOM! She took my hockey stick! (that I was going to whack her with.)
MOM! He stole my drink! (that was really his to begin with.)
MOM! He took my seat! (that I gave up before I realized he wanted it.)
MOM! He's looking at my apple! (at my cereal box, my bagel.)
MOM! I can too wear my swimsuit on the water slide! (even though it's 50 degrees out and raining.)
MOM! He's got my bag of candy in the shower! (showering/eating simultaneously.)
MOM! Make Peyton stop screaming! (so you can hear me whine and tattle on someone.)
MOM! I don't want soup! I only want Cheetos for dinner! (and keep 'em coming.)
MOM! I know I said I wanted that apple (that you've painstakingly washed, cut, and peeled) but I've changed my mind!
MOM! You make me so MAD! (but now I really need a hug and for you to hold me a really long time)
4 comments:
Hilarious :-)
I'm seeing your blog now for the first time - I'm currently expecting my 6th :-)
I, too, have threatened to change my name and imagine his surprise when I refused to tell my oldest son what I would be changing my name to!
I love this.
So true!!
I told my sons I was from this point on to be called "Frank," no longer Mom. They stared at me in disbelief and moaned, "Moooooooom!" Oh, well.
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