this morning as i was trying to get mimi and ozzy ready to leave the house, i found myself repeating myself over and again, mimi put on your socks. mimi, put on your socks. mimi! put on your...i'm getting really irritated with you!
mimi looks at me innocently and says, "what's irritated mean?" glaring at her, i grumbed out the meaning to her through tight angry lips and then follow that with more grumbling about how we were going to be late for school again and even as i make my way to the car i'm still grumbling...doing the very thing i always hated that my mom would do. once she decided to be mad about something she carried on and on about it with no end in sight.when i realized i was doing this, i forced myself to snap out of it. got the kids in the car and as we are driving to school, mimi said something to me, which i can't remember now, but i do remembering calling her 'honey' and she got all upset with me and said, "i'm not HONEY!" "okay, baby." i say. then she scowls and says, "I'm not a baby! dont call me that! now I"M getting irritated!" she says. then she glares at me and says through tight lips, "now you're making me ferocious!"
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