Friday, February 22, 2008

Following Instructions

This morning Joseph came in to my bedroom where I lay in bed not willing to face the day quite yet. He asked me to get him some milk, I sighed and said, "Sure buddy, will you get me my bath robe?"
"What's a funeral?" he asks.
"My BATHROBE!" I enunciate.
"Your blue rope?" he questions, with a confused look.
"Joseph, you know, my blue thing I wear, that is in the bathroom, that has a string to tie around my waist."
His Face lights up, "Oh I know he says" he runs to the bathroom.
A couple minutes later he returns with an embarrassed, proud, slightly freaked out look on his face. He stands in front of me for a second then holds up his fist and opens his hand to offer me a tampon. "Is this what you want Mom?" He asks?
Well, it was in the bathroom, it is mine, and it does have a blue string. I was proud of myself!
I didn't start laughing until I had got my robe, put it on, poured his milk and sent him in to watch Nick Jr.
Poor little guy.

2 comments:

Goose Girl said...

wow boy mom that it is quit i story

Goose Girl said...

ha i spelled quit wrong........

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