Friday, June 30

Really, I'm not that clueless

This morning I had this conversation with my son...

Junior: Can I watch Noggin in your room?

Me: After you clean up your race track.

Junior: I already did.

Me: Don't fib, I know you didn't, do it now.

Junior: How did you know?

Me: Mommy knows everything.

Of course, I can hear when he cleans up, everything goes crash, bang.

Tomorrow we're going to my husband's cousins for a barbecue/picnic. While Junior and I were running errands today my husband left the following voice mail:

There's going to be a lot of people at Ken's tomorrow, call my mother and see what we can bring. I don't want to look like a freeloader.

We've been married 23 years, in all that time we've never gone to a family function without bringing something. And, since when does this even cross his mind?

For some reason the men in this family think I'm an idiot.

1 comment:

ames said...

LOL! "Freeloader" - shows he doesn't pay lots of attention.