Sunday, May 30, 2010Scene - typical day after school
The Kid, frowning as he hands me a report on which he spent a significant amount of time: I only got an A minus.
me: told you to use a better font than Comic Sans...
Scene - this morning at the beach
The Kid, upon finding some tar* stuck on his foot: I'm going to die!
me: No... well, I mean, of course you are.
The Kid: WHAT?
me: Not today or anything, geez. I meant eventually. Chill out
how am I so terrified of spiders that I refuse to even step on them, yet, I will readily pick up a slightly waterlogged bee on the beach and carry it around until it's good to fly again?
* fortunately, I happened to find in my purse a packet of some product called Tar Off, which I had pilfered from... somewhere, and it proved to be terribly helpful.
Labels: adventures in shitty parenting