Josh and Matthew: Can you open the windows back here? Mindy stinks. Brian: Yeah. She needs a bath. (pause) Hey! That would be a great job for you two tomorrow! Josh: Correction. That would be a good job for Matthew. Josh will be fishing. Brian and Me: (in unison) (practically) Uh, no. Work comes before play. Josh: Not for Josh. He'll be fishing. Me: Tell Josh if he blatantly disregards our instruction, he'll be sorry. Josh: Josh doesn't care. He'll run away. Me: Oh! Well then tell Josh he'll have to provide his own housing and clothing and food and... I don't think he'll like that option. (Parental chuckling from the front seats.) (Additional parental banter and warnings for "Josh.") Josh: (over the sound of highway noise and parents) Josh can't hear what you're saying. He isn't even listening.
And so it is with our teenager. *ahem*But, rest assured, he will be helping with that dog bath! *wink*Tuesday, July 28, 2015
Overheard on the Roadtrip
Posted by Karen Hossink at 6:00 AM
Labels: Adventures in Mothering, As the Children Grow, For Laughter
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