Daniel (shouting): Mummy, I wanted to put out the washing with you.
Me: But you were in your pyjamas.
Michael: I want an actimel.
Me: OK.
Michael (shouting): NOOOO, you took off the lid, I wanted to take off the lid.
Me (crossly): Every child in this house has shouted at me this morning.
Daniel: No, that’s not true, my sister is still in bed. [Pause] She’ll shout at you when she gets up.
Does it help to know that you aren’t alone? A. does this all the time. The little one is still learning to talk, so I am sure it is just a matter of time until she begins as well!
I like the 180 degree turns that happen too:
A: Ooooh. I can’t put my shoes on by myself, help me NOW! Aargh, Mama. (Undertone: How can you be so stupid for not helping me right away)
Me: Okay, let me help you.
A: No, no, no. I want to do it alone. Mama, let me do it.
(Undertone: How can you be so stupid for helping me)
No longer blogging myself but still an avid reader of your adventures. I’m glad I do, I hadn’t checked the FT this week. Thrilled that Martin Lukes is back! He actually reminds me of a previous boss (actually it gets worse as this boss introduced me to Martin Lukes). I never dared telling him as he didn’t have a great sense of humour.
Office was boring today, you saved it.
NC, yes, it does, thank you.
Oh Peggy, how nice to hear from you. A voice from Belgium. Glad to spread the good news re Martin.