Monday, August 01, 2011

Imaginary parenting

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Hey, Guys?

How about you NOT bicker for the rest of the trip ... or at least until we get to our first destination? OK? Whatdoyasay?


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OK. ... How about this:

How about you take your imaginary pencils and - silently - write your complaints on these here imaginary sheets of paper, which you will then insert into my imaginary suggestion box, which I store in the front of the car for just these occasions ...


BICKER-BICKER And then what? BICKER


And then I will pretend to read them tomorrow.

2 comments:

ssm said...

Ah yes. I will never understand how my two kids can be both best friends and sworn enemies in practically the same breath.

toyfoto said...

The best part of this was when I finally DID "Read" their "complaints."

* I had no idea what a good driver they thought I was. ...

* Or that I don't nearly do enough for myself ...

* Or that I look so lovely in pink.