On Motherhood…

Me: *huddling in the dim light in the front room, blanket around my body, trying to ignore the chaos in the other room*

Daughter: *jumps into view wearing the sheet off her bed* I’m Supah Baby!

Me: *wearily and with a croaky voice* Where are your clothes, doodle bear?

Daughter: I don’t need them! I’m Supah Baby! Keean, get me my power! (by power she means a scepter her brothers have fashioned for her from tinker toys)

Middle Son: Momma, she took my ship!

Oldest: Can I watch A Pup Named Scooby Doo?

Me: Yes. Get some clothes on. Give me that tinker toy weapon. Stop hitting your sister. Stop hitting your brother. No you can’t have a snack you should have eaten your breakfast. You’re on a time out! Don’t you talk back to me, mister!

Them: Whatevah

Me: Sigh, hack, croack, finger wag, slump

(this was me yesterday, I am not much better today)

One comment to “On Motherhood…”

  1. Charlene
    May 8th, 2007 at 10:15 am · Link

    What cracks me up is when my toddler informs me that she needs a time out and goes to her room.

    Feel better, Lauren!