Friday, March 24, 2017

Oh, Child

I'm alone in the kitchen right now. It's nice. Sully and Barclay are in the basement playing music—Barclay on electric, Sully on drums. I just went down there to see when they wanted supper, and as soon as Sully heard my feet on the stairs I heard him yell, "Oh no! Mom's coming!"

Ooh, the anticipation.

I poked my head around the corner and smiled at them. Sully did not smile back. He pointed behind me, back up the stairs and said patronizingly, "Mom, this is gonna be really loud. You need to go back to the kitchen."

Oh, child. 
Child of mine, child I birthed, 
Who do you think gave you your thirst for noise?
Your appetite for volume, 
Your hunger for bass in your spine 
And the high-pitched scream in your ears 
Long after the last note has died away?

IT WAS IIIIIIIII!

I, your mother,
Whom you have sent to the kitchen
To mash potatoes
And grate cheese
And also my knuckles
Accidentally.

(Also, yeah, we're working on the whole respect and manners thing. Three year olds are super condescending, has anyone else noticed this?)

7 comments:

  1. I remember my friends' son asking why I didn't have a girlfriend around that age. He's not so overt now that he's 15, but I can tell when I make suggestions that he's internally rolling his eyes. Which is to say they learn to hide their condescension as they get older. Still an improvement.

    I hope your knuckles (and feelings) are not too badly injured.

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    1. But it's it almost worse, when they're older and you can tell they're hiding their condescension?? I never want Sullivan to be 15. We're skipping from 11 to 26.

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    1. I'm going to torture him with stories like this when he's an adult. My mom does it to me...

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  3. Yup, DJ does that kind of stuff to me often!

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    1. Hahaha I hear it only gets worse...

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  4. This is so good. Thanks, kid.

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