I Am So Screwed
Last night C kept grabbing something and I kept telling him not to touch it. This went on 3 or 4 times and finally I looked him in the eye and said "touch it again and you're dead."
His eyes went kind of wide, the way they do when he's afraid I might really mean whatever it is I said.
Then he relaxed. He paused for effect, put his hand on my shoulder, paused again and said "I'm going to touch it now."
His eyes went kind of wide, the way they do when he's afraid I might really mean whatever it is I said.
Then he relaxed. He paused for effect, put his hand on my shoulder, paused again and said "I'm going to touch it now."
posted by badmommy | 1:45 PM
2 Comments:
Yup. You are. I'm sorry -- want to run away?
so, since you are off and everything -- want coffee this afternoon and knitting? e-mail me at pbknits at sbcglobal DOT net, I'm free all afternoon until like 4ish.
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