Monday, March 17, 2008
The Nose Knows
Adam: Mom I smell gum. I want gum! (as he sniffs my purse which has gum in it that I don't want him to have because he eats it like candy if he knows we have any.)
Mom: Adam I don't have any gum, we're all out. (It's a lie for his own good, right?)
Adam: Mom, come on. (He takes my hand and leads me to the bedroom where I used to keep a stash of gum)
Adam: Open the cupboard Mom.
Mom: There is none up there it's all gone. (Why am I fighting it, we all know I'm gonna cave in)
Adam: Lift me up I want to see. (He's beginning to catch on that when gum is involved I am a dirty liar)
Mom: See, no gum. (Holy cow, he's heavy!)
Adam: Fine, I'm not having any then! (As he falls to the floor sobbing, the little drama queen.)
Mom: Sorry honey. (I walk out as waves of guilt wash over me, yes, the drama thing works.)
Adam: No one loooves me!!! (Oh, he's laying it on thick!)
Mom: Look Adam, Mommy found ONE piece in her purse. (yeah, yeah, I'm a pushover.)
Note to self: Find a new hiding place for gum, store gum in a ZipLock.