It’s Not All Mary Poppins

Life’s little outrages

Rory lifts a tray puzzle from the rack, and then, on his way to the table, tips it upside-down. He stares in astonishment at the pieces strewn across the floor. “Uh-oh! Puzzle!”

Jazz sticks her hand into the mouth of the sleeping puppy. The puppy wakes and takes an enthusiastic nibble of this tempting morsel. Jazz is outraged! “Puppy! Puppy bite!”

Did you know that when you tear pages from a book, you can’t read it any more? That the pages WON’T EVEN TURN??? Like, really, what’s with THAT???

Did you further know that play-dough taste just as bad on the third mouthful as it did on the first??? (Shall we pause for a moment to savour the irony that the same child who persevered to the third bite of play-dough adamantly refuses to ingest a single pea?)

How about this one: when you feed all your pasta to a begging dog, there is NONE LEFT FOR YOU TO EAT? I mean, really, who could have predicted that???

Did you know that when you poke your sister for the eleventy-third time, even though she has told you eleventy-two times to stop, she will POKE YOU BACK? I know! How dare she, right???

Did you know? Did you know any of this stuff? I mean, really, WHO KNEW???

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June 16, 2011 - Posted by | aggression, Mischief, random and odd |

4 Comments »

  1. Lol! It just doesn’t seem just! I love natural consequences!

    Me, too. You don’t have to work, you just have to let it happen. (Well, except for the tearing of the book. I’d have stopped that if I’d gotten there in time. :P)

    Comment by jess | June 17, 2011 | Reply

  2. Or, how about, if you are told repeatedly to stop licking the window or you won’t be allowed to look out the window for a little while, and then you look right at the adult and lick the window AGAIN, and you get removed unceremoniously from the coveted window seat… WHO KNEW? THAT CAME OUT OF NOWHERE.

    Yeah. Been one of those days. I hear you.

    OUT OF NOWHERE!!!! It would be unbearably exasperating… if it weren’t so damned funny. Little goobers.

    Comment by hodgepodge | June 17, 2011 | Reply

  3. Little kids are hilarious!

    They are! Every day I laugh at with the children. Every day! (Which of course is all part of nature’s giant conspiracy to keep us from slaughtering them before they’re old enough to procreate. Biology rules.)

    Comment by rosie_kate | June 17, 2011 | Reply

  4. And when the adults decide to stop reminding you to put the caps back on the markers and you don’t they will all dry out and nobody will give you any more. And if you insist on tilting back on the back legs of your chair sooner or later you will fall. And if you have been terrorizing the entire group for months and everyone is afraid of you one day the entire group will conquer their fear and turn on you.

    Comment by jwg | June 17, 2011 | Reply


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