Don’t Get So Excited

Whilst driving to the beach with my two end children, my eldest began to question me on the room she would be having. It’s relative to mention that she does not like to be spoken to with a raised voice… and I only have that.

Kid: Mom, what does the house look like?

Me: I don’t know.

Kid: Well, how many rooms does it have?

Me: I think three but I am not sure.

Kid: Well, I want my own room.

Me: You’ll have to wait til we get there- I don’t know the sleeping arrangements yet.

Kid: I’m going to have my own room.

Me: Why don’t we wait and see – I don’t know that you can have your own room yet.

Kid: Well if there are three rooms and we are three people…

Me: Your grandmother may be coming and I am not going to want to use all the rooms if we don’t need to.

Kid: You and brother can sleep together, grandmother can sleep in the other room and I’ll have my own room.

Me: WOULD YOU JUST SHUT UP ON THE FUCKING ROOMS ALREADY! YOU DON’T STOP PESTERING ME AND PESTERING ME ON WHERE YOU ARE SLEEPING WHEN I DON’T EVEN KNOW THE ADDRESS AND YOU WANT TO TELL ME WHAT’S WHAT?!

Kid: You don’t have to get excited.

About Lady in Red

mom of 3
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