That from my 5 year old after cycling through my children's names to land on the right party. You know, "Aleks, uh Luke, ahh Eli stop doing whatever you are doing that is outside the boundaries of the house rules"...Eli was coloring the walls---AGAIN, well not actively, I found the evidence this morning. Orange bathtub crayon no higher than 30 inches on several upstairs walls...I found it as I was trying to leave the house with all 3 of them for an excursion to the grocery store.
When I just had the 2 of them, I ALWAYS got the names right. Add the third and, well, apparently I need to get to know them better, according to Luke. He of course is the most dismayed at my inability to correctly identify my children, because prior to Eli arriving home, it was usually Luke that had crossed the line, so that is usually the name that comes out of my mouth first. He gets seriously offended by an inaccurate accusation.
I should not be surprised at my current verbal miscues. I think I got them from my grandma. She had 5 kids, and a slew of grand kids and when asked how many great grandchildren she had, she would reply "too damn many to know how many" or something like that. I can still hear her scolding her grown children..."Joe, Charlie, Billy, Mary, Loretta, ahhh Sue!" We never really understood, as none of her children were named Sue.
hey at least I haven't used some random name in the mix....
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