This afternoon whilst making grilled sandwiches for lunch I was ignoring Mr. Z. The reason for this purposeful disregard was that he was being ultra-high-maintenance concerning his lunch request. In case anyone thinks I was exhibiting negligence in my mothering this is what was being asked of me:
"I want a peanut butter sandwich, nothing grilled. But I do want some ham slices on the side. And I want them rolled up and stuck with a tooth pick. And I want an orange that you peel. Don't just start it and put in on my plate - you peel the whole thing. And I want two slices of apples. WAIT! I actually want peanut butter on my two apples and I DO want a grilled sandwich. The kind with lines on it (panini) and I want the lines to be criss-crossed, not just going one way but I still want my ham on the side and just cheese in the sandwich.........."
Before long Mr. Z realized that I was not paying attention to his lunch order at which point he exclaimed in frustration:
"Are you paying attention to me or are you just wasting my time?"
Sounds like my work is cut out for me. Both in the kitchen and in the child rearing department.
6 comments:
I can't stop laughing! you're such a good writer and I know EXACTLY what you're dealing with. Don't you love how much material the kids give you to write about? Yes, a positive spin on a great big huge annoyance.
Nice to know that I am not the only one who has kids that like things just so. Most of the time I feel like a short order cook.
Oh my gosh!...Mr. Z is hysterical. And your writing is nothing short of brillant!
Too cute! Your kids crack me up!!
Your blog always makes me laugh! Your kids say some of the best quotes of all the blogs I read.
Great experience...really make me laugh.. you're such a good writer and I know EXACTLY what you're dealing with its great...
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