Monday, January 5, 2009

Without fail

K is playing quietly by herself.

I pick up the phone to make a call.

K begins to play with her loudest, most obnoxious toy usually right at my feet, usually while chanting, "mommy mommy mommy mommy!"

I tear out my hair.

1 comment:

  1. Yeah, I know the feeling. The minute I close my bedroom door, suddenly all three of them have some urgent matter to be resolved. I might as well get dressed in the living room - I'd probably have more privacy!