Does this ever happen around your house?
This morning my 13-year old daughter, Rebecca, was looking for her shoes.
Gregg: (resisting the urge to ask her to narrow down "shoes" as there are perhaps HUNDREDS of shoes in the house. Well, maybe not hundreds, but more than you could line up in the living room.) No. I haven't.
Rebecca: Ugggghhhhhhh. (I think that's what she said, at least. It was a noise.)
(a short dramatic time passes)
Rebecca: Oh, here they are! I found them!
Gregg: (with false enthusiasm) Great!
Rebecca: Do you want to know where I found them? They were where my shoes belong! I confused myself by putting them away! FABULOUS.
Gregg: (again, resisting the urge to say what was on my mind...said nothing at all, instead.)
(a short uneventful time passes)
Gregg: (typing) "E. a. r. l. y. T. e. e. n. Q. u. ..."
She should keep you in blog material for years!
Posted by: Kathy G | May 11, 2009 at 01:31 PM
Blessed that the only young girls in our household are granddaughters on occasion. Their mom is discouraging that sort of shoe habit. :) Bless her.
Posted by: Todd Jordan | May 11, 2009 at 08:27 PM
I think the greatest strength a parent can possess is the holding of the tongue. By the teen years, it seems like most parents have mastered the internal eyeroll to go with it. heehee.
Posted by: motherofbun | May 11, 2009 at 09:45 PM