My children have done a fairly decent job of getting along this summer. Until recently. I think they have all just had a little too much of each other at this point. They have not been getting along at all this week. It was really bad today when we were eating lunch. Emily had a mouth full of milk and Zac said something to make her mad, so what did she do? She spit the milk out all over his face.
In the middle of my punishing/cleaning up/pulling them off of each other I had this flashback.
I was in high school. Farrah and I had some friends who started working at Chuck E Cheese. We wanted to go see them. We talked my mom into taking us there. I mean, Sam and Lauren were at the Chuck E Cheese age at that time. Kim Honeycutt and her mom went with us too. Everyone was off playing games and I think it was just Farrah, Kim and me at the table. Farrah and I got into some kind of fight and I think I took my drink and threw it in her face. So what did she do? She grabbed the whole pitcher of drink and threw it at me. Then I think we started into the pizza sauce for the breadsticks. It was pretty bad. I remember I was so mad at you Farrah. I am cracking up now thinking about it.
Ahhh, those were the days. I am so glad I get to relive them through my children.
2 comments:
Maybe if we'd just stuck around a little longer the milk thing wouldn't have happened. Our kids could have told us gross stories about each others' lives instead.
I saw a newspaper cartoon ("Bliss" or "Flying McCoys")where the caption said, "Four year old comedians." There was a picture of a kid on a stage in a comedy club full of little kids. The kid on the stage says, "Poop" and everyone is laughing.
Okay, I am laughing really hard. Bart always knows not to get me because why? I will get him back 10x worse.
So glad we made it passed those years.
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