Tomorrow morning we'll find out whether or not Punxsutawney Phil saw his shadow, which means we'll also find out - with absolute certainty - whether or not we should expect six more weeks of winter. I'm probably in the minority here, but I hope Phil sees his cute little groundhog shadow and that six more weeks of winter await us - I'd love another month and a half of tolerable temperatures before the 80 and 90 degree days of "spring" set in.
On a related note, do you ever feel like you're living alongside Bill Murray in the movie Groundhog Day? I try to maintain a weekday schedule for my kids, since they're happier and better behaved when they know what's coming next, but I also try to vary our activities from day to day so that we don't, you know, bore ourselves to tears. There is, however, one thing that NEVER EVER CHANGES in our house...the questions. Along with hundreds of new questions, I answer these 17 questions each and every day:
Will you wipe my butt?
Can I go to school today?
Can I have an M&M/donut/cookie/cupcake?
Can we go to McDonald's?
Why do I have to wear pants?
Can I watch a cartoon?
Why do I have to take a nap?
Can I play Angry Birds on your phone?
Can I watch videos on your phone?
What are you doing?
Do you have a bagina?
Will you read me a story?
Can I wear my ballet slippers?
Can I "rock it" in my underwear?
Will you tie my shoes?
Can I play Wii?
Will you wipe my butt?
Don't get me wrong - I LOVE that my children are inquisitive. I hope both Will and Hallie always have the same burning desire to learn more about their world and the people in it as they do right now. I just wish they'd ask someone else to wipe their butts.
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