A little snippet from the other day:

So all morning I felt like I was repeating myself ad nauseum with everything I was telling Ammon, so when we finally got in the car to go to swim lessons I said, "Ammon, you really need to work on your listening." (Should I mention the fact I had to repeat that sentence a couple times too?) He said, "But Mom, it's so hard to listen. My ears are just little ones. I can't hear good yet."

Touche.

Parenting Advice

I've received a lot of unsolicited parenting advice in my day, haven't we all? But I never expected it from my own daughter! The other day I was sitting at the computer, kinda getting lost in my virtual world of Craigslist, emails, and such, kind of noticing a lot of laughter coming from the kitchen. Nice, kids are having fun, I think. Then I hear maybe some sliding?! Slip and sliding? Hmm. Should I go see? Nah.

Then Ammon and Shayla come chasing each other into the office, sopping wet. They both start blaming Liam after they see the fire in my eyes as I start imagining the mess I'm about to find. I walk in the kitchen and Liam is STILL pouring water on the floor from the water dispenser in the fridge, laughing and having a good old time. I start my ranting and raving as I grab dish towels and start mopping the pond covering my kitchen floor. After I calm down I sit with the kids and have a chat...

Me: You guys KNOW that putting water on the kitchen floor was a bad choice.

Shayla: Yes Mom. Did you hear us in there playing?

Me: Yes I did.

Shayla: Did you think maybe, that you should have gone in and checked on us? Did you think, "I should check on them?"

Ammon: speechless, awaiting my response, wide eyed.

Me: I shouldn't have to....um.... yeah... I guess I should have.

Booyah. Me=0 Kids=1

P.S. There are no pictures of the actual incident. That's probably a given though...right?