We are standing in the parking lot of the grocery store. I am grumpily picking up the contents of my purse, which had turned over into the floorboard of the truck when I made the last turn into the lot before parking.
Behind me, the kiddos are getting out of the truck. Still picking up misc items and tossing them into my purse, I call over my shoulder,
"Adreine, grab your brother's hand please."
Adreine glares at Jacob's hand as if it had poison ivy growing on it.
Adreine: "I don't want to."
Me: "Adreine, do what I said and hold your brother's hand so he doesn't try to run into traffic!!"
Jacob (holding out his hand): "Yea, Adreine, Mama said hold my hand!"
Adreine looks like she wants to throw up.
Me: "Adreine, HOLD YOUR BROTHER'S HAND!"
Adreine: "I'm sorry, Mom, it just doesn't feel natural"
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Saturday, December 12, 2009
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