Saturday, August 13, 2005
Sassy in a contemplative moment, at last!
By the way, only my children would fight over who gets to pick up the poop! Here's the morning's rundown which I heard through the open window of my bedroom:
M [running and screaming into the yard, poop bag in hand]: I want to pick up the poop!
A [running after her into the yard, poop bag in hand]: I want to pick up the poop! It's my job!
[M screeching wordlessly]
[A laughs triumphantly]
[Children run back inside the house]
M [sobbing and walking towards me as A got to the poop first]: I wanted to pick up the pooooo! Mommy, I wanted to pick it up!
A useless discussion followed on turns at picking up poop (useless because so long as one wants to pick up poop, the other will want to also - the idea of lining up to pick up poop is beyond them). There are times as a parent that I must confess to my I.Q. having plummeted following the births of my children. Today was one of those times.