…further proof that my son is a bipedal cat:
This morning I was awakened by the sound of Thumper taking down the baby gate from his bedroom doorway. (I really don’t know why I bother putting it up anymore since he knows how to take it down, but I do. Maybe it’s for those extra few seconds I gain in which to prepare myself for battle with a two-year-old.) He tiptoed through the hall, barged into our room, and climbed into bed next to me, where he sat on all fours and stared at me, grinning from ear to ear, his nose about an inch from mine.
When I finally opened my eyes to acknowledge his presence, he whispered, “Time to get up!”
If cats could talk, surely they’d say something similar. And this, my friends, is why I am on my second 2L bottle of Diet Dr. Pepper. The first one was gone by noon.
If you’ve got a cute kid story, share it below! I could use a little cuteness on this dreary Friday afternoon.
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Daddy, can I play the StarWars game on your iPad?
In a little while.
Well Daddy, Shall I stay here and pester you until you give it to me?Or would you prefer to give it to me straight away?
Blunt! Last night, Seymour told Tadpole she needed to go do her chores. She said she’d do them later. When later rolled around, she told him (in all seriousness) that he should hire someone to do the chores so she wouldn’t have to. She’s eleven. I hate to think what it’ll be like in a few more years. *cringes*
Ah she’s a woman after my own heart. McMini is 5. We have all that ahead of us.
I loathe housework as much as the next person and would adore a maid, but that’ll have to wait till I’m a bestselling author with legions of fans who dote on my every word…
What’s that? I stand a better chance of winning the lotto? I’ll take it. Then I could stay home and write all day and maybe hit that bestseller list. 😀
My beloved two year old daughter discovered that beating an empty saucepan with a meat tenderizer at three o’clock in the morning garnered excellent results, especially when she did it a millimetre from my left ear.
Eeesh! That would probably have had me on the ceiling.
It nearly got her locked in the nearest cupboard.