Small Child: Mom, I hate these thumbs
Small Child: I’ve been using them on my controller, and I press down and ouch!
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Small Child: Mom, I hate these thumbs
Small Child: I’ve been using them on my controller, and I press down and ouch!
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I was driving to the supermarket this afternoon, and whilst I was a bit tired and not really relishing the prospect of dragging the small child around to pick up the groceries, we were bopping along in the car listening to the Cat Empire and all seemed to be tolerably good with the world….. When from who knows where… Angel pipes up from the back seat with “Mom, when are you going to have a new baby?” 😐
Smack a girl upside the head why don’t you?!??! Where the hell did that come from???
He has blind sided me before on this topic, but never quite so out of the blue as this one was. I mean, there’s been no mention of any such thing around here for years… almost literally… years. I know that in the past he seemed to have picked up on all the horrible baby and IVF stuff.. and I can only assume that happened by osmosis or something, as we’ve never had a direct conversation with him about it all. It constantly amazes me that for a little guy he doesn’t seem to forget much. Things can go unmentioned for months on end and then suddenly, like today with no apparent provocation, he innocently asks a question or makes a comment that is about as loaded and unexpected as humanly possible.
Honestly, I have no idea how the little guy’s mind works… and I have no idea why he suddenly came out with this….. but I do know…. it bought me down like a tonne of bricks.
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The Goddamn Fucking ToothFairy!!!
Hopeless, I’m absolutely hopeless! Yesterday afternoon while I was at work, Angel lost a tooth that had been wiggling for the last week or so…. which naturally ought necessitate a visit from the ToothFairy… if you’re Mom’s on top of her game that is!
I know! Pathetic… absolutely, unequivocally pathetic!!! And I’ve no decent excuse to offer… Mr K put Angel to bed last night and had him put the offending item in a strange little turtle shaped tooth container (Canadians eh?), and then I went out for the evening and (not surprisingly 😉 totally forgot about the whole thing!!
Personally I’ve always found the concept of the ToothFairy more than just a little disconcerting…. I mean, how creepy is it? You loose a tooth, and then some kleptomanic bint with too much disposable income comes and takes the thing away, leaving you a hopefully fiscally beneficial token of sorts. I imagine the ToothFairies (for I am convinced if there is one – there must be many) are like first cousins to Tinkerbell or something, and can envisage them tresspassing on our property, helping themselves to teeth… :S But what happens if they start to fancy the ones still in your head? Or maybe decide that your iPod looks cool, or they might help themselves to other stuff??? How can you protect yourself from them? Run away…run away!!!
But the real question is what is the money for? Why? Is it to compensate for trauma, pain and suffering during the tooth loosing process? Or is it remuneration for having grown the tooth in the first place? I just don’t get it…..
But….. seeing that it’s one of those socially acceptable deceptions we practice on our children with alarming regularity… who am I to buck the system??? Poor Angel has been duly informed that ToothFairy Pty Ltd mustn’t have heard about his new gaptoothed smile, and that we’ll send their head office an email today so they can send someone tonight 😐
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Small Child: I don’t want to go to school today Mom.
I want to stay home with you.
Mom: I won’t be home today, baby,
I’m going to work, so you’ll have to go to school!
Small Child: You don’t have to go to work Mom.
Can’t you just delete it???
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Small Child: Whatcha doing Mom?
Mom: I’m just reading honey…
Small Child: Can I see?
Mom: Sure 🙂
Small Child: Wow, you’re up to level one forty-five!
Mom: It’s not a level sweetie…. it’s a page number. 😐
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