Saturday, April 5, 2008

Saturday Morning

I'm on the phone, having an actual conversation with a friend and Brother is popping into my view saying something and I'm giving him the "wait just a second" finger motion. Now he's proceeding to talk to me even though I'm clearly not listening. Finally I mouth to him "hang on a minute - I'm on the phone." Just in case he thought I was only pretending to be on the phone.

This continues throughout my conversation. Eventually, I give up on talking to my friend, explaining that my son obviously needs me. He must have something very important that requires my immediate attention. Maybe he needs to know how to extinguish a kitchen fire?

Me: "WHAT?!"

Brother: "Um, Mommy..."

Me: (very loving and patiently) "Yes...?"

Brother: "How much wood would a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?"

Little Bitty watches our interchange while eating yogurt with her hands. And so begins our Saturday.

1 comment:

TNKerry said...

Why is it that a child can be perfectly content doing whatever it is they want to do until the moment you pick up the phone? At that point the need to talk to you is dire. Even if it is only to say how much wood would a .......... :)