1. I taught my daughter's Primary class. My little boy wouldn't sit with his class during sharing time. He laid down on the floor in front of me. I pulled him to an upright position. He totally wails. I look under my shoe, and there is a huge chunk of blond hair. Apparently, I was standing on his hair when I yanked him up. It wasn't a small chunk either. That had to hurt.
2. I helped my daughter carefully place her second lost tooth under her pillow. The whole time she was talking about what the tooth fairy looked like, and how much money she would bring her. I played along, gave her a kiss, told her sweet dreams, walked out of her room and promptly forgot all about it. I woke her up at 6:40 am, she hops right up, (that never happens) grabs her pillow with anticipation on her face, and what does she find? Yep. Her tooth. I'M SO LAME. I said, "Oh, well, sometimes it takes two nights for the tooth fairy to come." Then Dad got in on it too. "Yeah, sometimes it takes two nights, that happened to me once." Then we started talking about how China and England has lots of kids who probably lost their teeth yesterday too.
*sigh* Parenting by the seat of our pants. We're not very good at it.
3 comments:
Glad to hear someone else has done that! But you should know, I'm already running for mother of the year, so back off! :)
Your blog is hilarious, by the way!!!! Now that your parents moved away :( who knows when we'll get to see each other so I'm so glad you blog!
that is awesome! sounds like something I would do. :]
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