Ok, let me preface this post by just saying this: people often like me best for my honesty. Or rather, for actually saying out loud the things they've been thinking -- and relieving them of the responsibility for saying it.
BUT FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!
Captain Obvious is on the move at my house.
BUT FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!
Captain Obvious is on the move at my house.
Here are some examples:
(several family-sized of chicken are on the kitchen table and the table and floor underneath are all wet. Bunny comes downstairs, sleepy, getting ready for her day)
B: Why is the table all wet?
M: Because I had the chicken thawing all night.
B: The chicken was thawing?
M: Yep. All night.
B: On the table?
(clearly the chicken has not moved from the table)
M: Uh huh.
B: And it made it all wet?
Where was the mystery here?
Hunk O Man comes in for lunch. I have been to school to pick up Rose, who called me and asked me to come pick her up.
HOM: Rose is here?
Me: Yes, I brought her home.
HOM: You brought her home?
Me: Yes, she called me.
HOM: She called you?
Me: She asked me to bring her home.
HOM: So you went and got her?
Me: Yep.
HOM: And now she's home?
Me: sigh.
Again, I ask, where is the mystery here?
The strawberries were in the blue glass pyrex dish with a lid in the fridge. The dish was getting too big for the amount of strawberries. I transferred the strawberries to a CLEAR square plastic container and place it on the MIDDLE shelf in the FRONT AND CENTER of the fridge.
HOM: Where did the strawberries go?
Me: They're right there.
HOM: Ok, I know they're right in front of me.
Me: Yep.
HOM: Still can't see them.
Me, pointing: RIGHT THERE.
HOM: Oh. Thanks.
I always have a box of Kleenex on the top of the spice cabinet. It is also the centrally located place in the kitchen where Hunk O Man places his keys, his wallet, his phone, etc.
I move the Kleenex from one corner of the 12"x18" cabinet top to the other corner. The Kleenex box is clearly only about 20" away from its original spot.
HOM: Why is somebody always taking my Kleenex? Where is it?
Bug: It's right there, Daddy.
HOM: Why is it that everyone takes things and never puts them away?
Bug: It's right there, Dad.
HOM: Where?
Bug: Right there!
HOM: Well, I don't see it.
Bug, pointing: It's right there!
HOM: Right where?
Bug, getting up and handing him the box: Right here!
I am not an irritable person as much as a busy person. And when I have to deal with these kinds of questions all day long, I tend to get a big snippy.
(several family-sized of chicken are on the kitchen table and the table and floor underneath are all wet. Bunny comes downstairs, sleepy, getting ready for her day)
B: Why is the table all wet?
M: Because I had the chicken thawing all night.
B: The chicken was thawing?
M: Yep. All night.
B: On the table?
(clearly the chicken has not moved from the table)
M: Uh huh.
B: And it made it all wet?
Where was the mystery here?
Hunk O Man comes in for lunch. I have been to school to pick up Rose, who called me and asked me to come pick her up.
HOM: Rose is here?
Me: Yes, I brought her home.
HOM: You brought her home?
Me: Yes, she called me.
HOM: She called you?
Me: She asked me to bring her home.
HOM: So you went and got her?
Me: Yep.
HOM: And now she's home?
Me: sigh.
Again, I ask, where is the mystery here?
The strawberries were in the blue glass pyrex dish with a lid in the fridge. The dish was getting too big for the amount of strawberries. I transferred the strawberries to a CLEAR square plastic container and place it on the MIDDLE shelf in the FRONT AND CENTER of the fridge.
HOM: Where did the strawberries go?
Me: They're right there.
HOM: Ok, I know they're right in front of me.
Me: Yep.
HOM: Still can't see them.
Me, pointing: RIGHT THERE.
HOM: Oh. Thanks.
I always have a box of Kleenex on the top of the spice cabinet. It is also the centrally located place in the kitchen where Hunk O Man places his keys, his wallet, his phone, etc.
I move the Kleenex from one corner of the 12"x18" cabinet top to the other corner. The Kleenex box is clearly only about 20" away from its original spot.
HOM: Why is somebody always taking my Kleenex? Where is it?
Bug: It's right there, Daddy.
HOM: Why is it that everyone takes things and never puts them away?
Bug: It's right there, Dad.
HOM: Where?
Bug: Right there!
HOM: Well, I don't see it.
Bug, pointing: It's right there!
HOM: Right where?
Bug, getting up and handing him the box: Right here!
I am not an irritable person as much as a busy person. And when I have to deal with these kinds of questions all day long, I tend to get a big snippy.
Maybe I can get Batman and Superman over here to help me out, you think?
1 Comment:
too funny! My kids do that all the time but I think it is just because they like to hear themselves talk ;)
My favorite thing they do is ask a question and not listen for the answer and then ask it again. To which I reply well I said yes the first time and if you ask me again it will be no!
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