Friday, August 7, 2009
This event occurred on a recent road trip:
Doughie from the backseat, "Momma! Momma! Sassy just grabbed my pop and shook it up!"
Me, "Sassy! That is rude! Shaking it up makes her pop taste bad! Please don't do that anymore!"
Doughie, trying to provide ample discipline fodder, continued by saying, "Yeah! Well, she picked up my pop with her toes and shook it with her foot!"
To this damning evidence, Sassy responded with, "It wasn't me! It was my straw! Bad Straw! Bad Straw! You say sorry to Doughie!" She then proceeded to spank her straw--finishing the beating by chewing on one end. After this dramatic discipline scene, the straw, in a high falsetto, gave Doughie a sad apology. The apology was heartfelt and sincere--beautiful really.
Not expecting anything like the melodrama we had just witnessed, Big C and I silently sniggered in the front of the car. (In our defense, this was the third day of traveling in the car with our two little angels. The third longest day........)
Ever laughed when you should be playing the parent?
Note to self: No more long road trips.....