Me: What?
4yo: Sex, Mommy!
Me: Sacks?
4yo: No, no! Sex like you, Mommy! *points to my feet, then to her bare feet*
Me: Ohhh…socks…
Me: What?
4yo: Sex, Mommy!
Me: Sacks?
4yo: No, no! Sex like you, Mommy! *points to my feet, then to her bare feet*
Me: Ohhh…socks…
4yo: Nooo, I want Uncle Hal.
Me: Uncle Hal? What?
4yo: Nooo, UNCLE HAL.
Me: Who is Uncle Hal?
4yo: Like what Daddy drinks!
Me: Daddy drinks Uncle Hal?
*brain click*
Me: You mean "Alcohol?"
4yo, exasperated: YES.
4yo: Nooo, I want Uncle Hal.
Me: Uncle Hal? What?
4yo: Nooo, UNCLE HAL.
Me: Who is Uncle Hal?
4yo: Like what Daddy drinks!
Me: Daddy drinks Uncle Hal?
*brain click*
Me: You mean "Alcohol?"
4yo, exasperated: YES.
Me: What?
4yo: Call me a weirdo!
Me: You’re a tiny weirdo.
4yo: *giggles and runs away*
Me: Yep. Definitely a weirdo.
Me: What?
4yo: Call me a weirdo!
Me: You’re a tiny weirdo.
4yo: *giggles and runs away*
Me: Yep. Definitely a weirdo.
Me: You flushed your sticker?
4yo: I put it in the toilet and I flushed it.
Me: Why did you flush it?
4yo: Because I didn’t want to get my hands wet.
Well, okay then.
Me: You flushed your sticker?
4yo: I put it in the toilet and I flushed it.
Me: Why did you flush it?
4yo: Because I didn’t want to get my hands wet.
Well, okay then.
Me: Oh? No, I didn't.
Client: You look tired so I thought maybe you stayed up too late watching.
Me: Heh, no. I have a four-year-old.
Client: Oh...that'll do it.
Me: Oh? No, I didn't.
Client: You look tired so I thought maybe you stayed up too late watching.
Me: Heh, no. I have a four-year-old.
Client: Oh...that'll do it.
Me: It's either I do it immediately or I forget about it until the heat death of the universe, so...you're welcome, I guess.
Me: It's either I do it immediately or I forget about it until the heat death of the universe, so...you're welcome, I guess.
Me: "Love, Maybe"
4yo, confident: No, it's "Love."
Me: "Love, Maybe"
4yo, confident: No, it's "Love."
Ma'am, this is not the bed's fault.
Ma'am, this is not the bed's fault.
Well, I walked into work convinced that it was Thursday and was very confused about how I missed an email sent at 8:23am on Wednesday.
That's how today is going.
Well, I walked into work convinced that it was Thursday and was very confused about how I missed an email sent at 8:23am on Wednesday.
That's how today is going.
Me: Amy.
SG: That’s a popular one today.
Me: It’s not, really, but I try to make it easier for you guys.
SG: [scans my phone & sees my name] Oh, God, you’re not kidding. That’s not even close to Amy.
Me: Amy.
SG: That’s a popular one today.
Me: It’s not, really, but I try to make it easier for you guys.
SG: [scans my phone & sees my name] Oh, God, you’re not kidding. That’s not even close to Amy.
Me: I feel like I'm going crazy. Or like some mouse has come and just stolen the files.
Boss: That would be one bored mouse.
Me: I feel like I'm going crazy. Or like some mouse has come and just stolen the files.
Boss: That would be one bored mouse.
3yo in another room: *screams*
Me: You okay, babygirl?
3yo: I’m fine!
Me: Then why are you yelling?
3yo, in a thoughtful voice: I like yelling.
Okay. Fair enough.
3yo in another room: *screams*
Me: You okay, babygirl?
3yo: I’m fine!
Me: Then why are you yelling?
3yo, in a thoughtful voice: I like yelling.
Okay. Fair enough.