It’s Not All Mary Poppins

Foiling my Children

“Anna, you little noodle, get your foot out of the kleenex box.”

“Mum? You know, you’ve completely ruined dissing* for Haley and me.”

“Why?” (My good example? My refusal to tolerate sarcasm? My insistence that every interaction, even conflict, can be conducted with respect?)

“Every time we want to diss someone, we end up calling them ‘meatball’ or ‘wumpus’ or ‘noodle’ or ‘goober’. Words like that just don’t work!”

Ha. I am succeeding as a mother.
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*This being something the kids will do for entertainment. As was in the beginning, and is now and ever shall be, world without end. In other words: Same game, new name.

April 26, 2007 Posted by | manners, my kids | 10 Comments