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Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Another bang-up job by the Boy

Tonight the Boy was bugging the Girl, as usual, and some altercation happened while she was holding a large glass bowl. The bowl fell on the floor and shattered.

Since it was the Boy that started the problem, it was also his responsibility to clean up the mess. He wasn't pleased with that, and had to go upstairs to calm down for a few minutes. When he came down, he got out the broom and dustpan and went at it. My big mistake was not to supervise him, but he would have gone ballistic had I told him he missed a spot. Ahem.

The Girl walked in a bit later and we hear "Boy, come in here." He looks at me and starts to argue and I make him get up and go into the kitchen. "Uh, Nice Job" she says.

I still don't get up.

He evidentally looked down at the floor and said, "Someone put that there. I would have never have left that there."

"Well, you did."

Then picks up the big piece of glass and puts it into a box under the shelf. Not the garbage, mind you, but tries to hide it in a box.

The Girl gets out the broom and dustpan and sweeps up a few of the little shards he, um, missed.

He, on the other hand, runs upstairs and hides in his room.

Then, after the Girl gets it all swept up, she picks up my hoodie that the Boy had been wearing earlier and had left dumped on the back stairs, and finds another large piece of glass in the pocket. Yeah, because glass flys up three stairs and lodges conveniently in the pocket of my jacket.

It was so pathetic, the Girl and I were in hysterics. You gotta see the humor in this.


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Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ugh. This is what I've got to look forward to when LA Toddler and her, hopefully, soon-to-be-born-brother-or-sister are older and much less wiser?

Ah, I guess it's just payback for being kids ourselves. And payback is truly a bitch. They forget to tell you that part in the owner's manual.

(oh, and I had to use my work blogger account and not my personal site - don't know if you want comments from Non-bloggers or not, but you switch it to accept anyone under the Settings/Comments area. The personal blog is www.LADaddy.com!)

25/1/07 6:52 PM  

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