Saturday, July 18, 2009

For My Mother (who said I would pay for my raising)

Mommy (trying to herd Miss B out of the bathroom): I want some privacy. Do you know what privacy means?
Miss B (demonstrating with a small pink Giraffe): It means jumping up and down?
Mommy: No, it means Alone, BY MY SELF, NO Children.
Miss B: Okay, Before I go do you need anything else?
Mommy (closing the door in Miss B's face): No.
Miss B (standing out side yelling in): Do you need toilet paper?
Mommy: No.
Miss B: Do you need soap?
mommy: no
miss b: Are you wearing socks?
mommy: huh?
miss B: do you need clean panties?
mommy: I am fine.
miss b (hearing the water running): Do you need help washing your hands?
mommy (opening the door, thinking "my poor Mom"): no.

2 comments:

MIL said...

Now THAT'S what I call blogging!

Susanlee said...

I had a friend with a child about Bronte's age, and she'd say "I need some privacy" while she was in the bathroom, and so one day, the insurance agent or someone came to the door, and she told her kid "Honey, mommy needs some privacy" so the kid went away and came back a few minute later with a box of tampons. "I brought you some privacy!"