I never knew that such a simple phrase could wreak such havoc on my "Mommy Psyche"....otherwise known in these here parts as "my last nerve".
Those words, when strung together by the Bubs, can mean I'm in store for a plethora of things. From a lizard in his playroom to a major spill of some kind. And when it was time to start the fun task of potty training...well, let's just say it took on a whole other meanin'!
There are variations of the "c'mere" phrase complete with different wording and tone of voice. I know I'm in trouble when he comes in the room and very quietly tells me, "I had a little accident, Mommy."
He just did this, in fact. While I was typing this post. Not kidding.
I know it's not gonna be particularly pleasant when he goes all quiet and solemn on me. *sigh* I followed him into the living room to see the window curtains in a pile on top of the loveseat. As I'm takin' in the fact that the solid wood curtain rod is still attached to the curtains and the rod holder on the wall has cracked in half, I hear this small voice behind me, "It didn't fall on me, though, Mommy. I'm okay."
All I could do was whimper in confirmation.
So now when Hubby comes home from work he's gonna hear me say the phrase, "Honey, c'mere and look at this!"
4 comments:
I wish I could tell you it will get better. Youngest got a batman wing outfit and we caught him in mid-air trying to fly.
And he's 9. As in old enough to know better.
aww, this to shall pass, and believe it or not, you will miss this!! 3 of My babies are teens, and I think about all that stuff that drove me nutz I'd gladly relive!! Im sending you big hugs!! LA
No, you should say "c'mere. Look at what your son did."
:0) That's what I do.
Wow. That's awful!
How can you be too mad when he points out that he's o.k... knowing that it's the most important thing.
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