One may wonder, what will my children remember me by…or maybe it’s just me?
In any event, the following situations occured where I questioned some of the choices I’ve made. Nonethless, here they are:
Son: Mom! Here, you’ve got to try the Banana Twilight.
Me: No, that’s okay, you eat it.
Son: (Handing me a spoon) Here, try it. It’s a new spoon.
Me: (*Thinking, oh, he knew I didn’t like sharing utensils) (Takes spoon and tastes it) (Puts spoon back into the cup with the Banana Twilight).
Son: (Looks at me with utter disgust and disbelief) Eww. What’s wrong with you?! No! Keep it, I’m getting another one!
Daughter: (Sitting at the kitchen table reading)
Me: (Finishes getting a bowl of soup and sits down) Blows on the spoon
Daughter: (Gets up in an annoyed huff) Do you have to blow so loud?
MC: (Screaming to all nearby) THERE IS NOT A TOILET IN THIS HOUSE THAT IS CLEAN!