I Beg Your Pardon?
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Yesterday, while I was putting the finishing touches on dinner for my son, he bursts in demanding food.
Son: I want dinner now! FAST!!!And I give him a mini lecture on manners and tone of voice.
Me (giving him THE LOOK): Excuse me? What did you say?
Son (covering mouth with both hands): Oooops! Slow? Slowly?
Once in a while, my son imagines himself to be the Emperor of China. I, of course, never fail to remind him that I'm the Empress Dowager.
Labels: home life
The Dutchess of Cookalot whipped this up at 7:00 am 1 calories
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