The Bad Mommy

I work only to pay for his therapy later.

Location: Novato, California, United States

Monday, May 15, 2006

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."


Blogger The Queen said...

Yup. You are. I'm sorry -- want to run away?

7:38 PM  
Blogger The Queen said...

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.

9:01 AM  

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