![]() 03/12/2018 at 16:11 • Filed to: None | ![]() | ![]() |
[whiny voice] MY SOCKS ARE WET
No problem, just change them for dry ones. You know where they are, right?
*comes downstairs without socks on, but has new pants on*
OK buddy we gotta go, did you get socks yet?
[whiny voice] Could you get them for me please?
(ugh, I just want to go, I’m doing it even though it goes against all my instincts and general wishes and strategies as a parent)
But Daddy, these don’t match!
That’s OK we’re just going out for a bit and then it’s bedtime. They’re even both gray with blue! Close enough, right?
[happy voice] HEY I know where the matching one to THIS one is!
*runs off happily upstairs to find one of the matches, but leaves other sock on the floor with me*
*comes back seconds later, enthusiastically holding a TOTALLY NEW pair, puts them on without being asked.*
[in my head] WHY DIDN’T YOU JUST DO THAT WHEN YOU WERE UPSTAIRS TWO MINUTES AGO
*might be taking the kids to a wood-fired pizza / brewery place for dinner. Something for everybody!
![]() 03/12/2018 at 16:24 |
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*might be taking the kids to a wood-fired pizza / brewery place for dinner.
Good idea. Wood-fired kids go very well with a nice lager.
![]() 03/12/2018 at 16:35 |
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Funny how I smile at that now, but not when it was happening to me.
![]() 03/12/2018 at 16:36 |
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Unless your toddler is above average size, his brain is only about 50% the size of an adult brain. At least, that’s how I summon up patience at their trains of thought. If I didn’t have all the brain cells I do now sock picking would be an insurmountable goal.
![]() 03/12/2018 at 17:25 |
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Yeah, that sounds about right.
![]() 03/12/2018 at 17:33 |
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Friend of mine has a Facebook post series of “why my toddler is crying”. My favorite, by far, was because he had a fortune cookie, wanted fortune, broke cookie, now cookie is broken and that are sad. Que tears. Toddler logic.
![]() 03/12/2018 at 17:44 |
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You’re going to hell for that comment. As am I for starring it.
![]() 03/12/2018 at 17:44 |
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I have had almost that exact same conversation with my 12-year-olds. And occasionally with my 15yo.
![]() 03/12/2018 at 17:56 |
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To be fair, I get this with my 65 year old parents.
Like,
“Where’s my glasses?” , they are on your head mum.
“Audrey is still on the phone, it’s been hours now” , which number are you phoning mum? Her landline or mobile? Let’s have a look. Mum, that’s your number your dialling.
“Have you seen where the remote control is for the TV?” , ye’, it’s on your knee.
![]() 03/13/2018 at 07:58 |
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A good one is when they are cold, like in the morning in our house. I offer, “would you like a sweatshirt or jacket?”
NOooooo that would make me EEEEVEN COOOOLLLDDDEERRRRR”
Right.
![]() 03/13/2018 at 08:00 |
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No, please don’t tell me that haha
![]() 03/13/2018 at 08:23 |
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Another one just came to me - my 3 y.o. girl had a stuffed animal in her mouth yesterday, and I kept asking her to take it out. Not really pushing hard, but asking nicely because she shouldn’t really be doing that. One minute passes with the stuffed animal out of her mouth, and she picks it up: “MY BEEP (name of said animal) IS WET!!”