I lost my patience with the girl child tonight and told her that if she didn't start listening to her mother, I was going to be very angry with her and she was going to end up crying. She stopped screwing around immediately and followed her mother into the bathroom to brush her teeth, which is what her mother had been trying to get her to do with no success. When she got in the bathroom, I heard her say to her mother as follows: What's. His. Problem?
My wife was, of course, convulsed with laughter. I felt quite put in my place. I fear the coming teenage years.
Posted by Random Penseur at May 31, 2004 07:36 PM