Sound Bytes: I Kicked Him in the Eye On Accident
Has anyone else had to deal with statements like that this week? Here are some sound bytes from our week so far: "I kicked him on the eye on accident," yelled Shopgirl in desperate attempt to erase the one millionth entry from the Hurt Hulk Boy Again Hall of Fame. Sigh. There's a lot of sighing that goes on in motherhood, I've found. It's time to head out the door. All kids have miraculously found their boots, coats, hats, and gloves AND have put them on their bodies (be still my heart) and then comes that last-minute statement: "Where is my Star Wars shirt? It's Star Wars night at our after-school program." Really? You couldn't have mentioned that yesterday, or even this morning perhaps? If you asked 5 minutes ago , we could have dug through your shirt drawer and threw something on. Time's up. Sorry - what you have on will have to do. We're late (again!). Let's go!! Sigh. We've had all mornin...