Today is a day that shall be marked! My mother, Luddite that she is, went to the library, got on the internet, and READ THIS BLOG! No freakin' way! I cannot tell you what a trooper she is do do this--she had to go to the library twice. Yesterday the person who helped her kept entering the web address in the search field. Duh. Welcome to my blog, Mama!
Here's my T8ertot story for the day...
Me: I SAID STOP BANGING THAT DOOR.
Him: Bang, bang, slam, bang.
Me: Come here right now.
He shuffles into the kitchen, head bowed.
Me: I'm not telling you again. I've told you 15 times. If you bang the door again I am going to punish you.
Him: (Panting, grimacing, mouth flexing as he searches for words..) MOM, YOU ARE REALLY PALE!!
Me: SO? What does that matter? We're talking about you banging that door.
Him: I don't know but YOU ARE REALLY PALE. (Turns on his heel and leaves the room)
I guess I'd better hit the pool since my authority seems to be reduced when my melanin is not stirred up.
1 comment:
I'm picturing your mom in that tiny Beachwood library now. I never thought to tell my mom to use the computers there. Good idea!
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