Thursday, November 20, 2003

MEAN MOMS, UNITE

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Anyway, my quick mean mom story of the morning. As you may recall, TinyTuna has this rule about her lunch thermos in which she carries the holy Spaghetti-O's of Antioch. That rule being, if she cannot manage to get the dirty thermos in the sink the night before, she will be resigned to a peanut butter and jelly sandwich the next day. The rule, she is good, and has served me well.



Until this past weekend. I actually have two thermos containers (she said, strategically working around the fact that she didn't know the plural of "thermos") for the sacred "toes". And both of them found themselves unwashed for several days. Wellsiree, I told TinyTuna if she wanted a lunch date with Chef Boyardee, she was going to have to wash them herself. So last night, she rolled up her pajama sleeves, opened the lid and took a whiff.



"GROSS!!" She yelled.

"Welcome to my world," I replied smugly.



Much scrubbing later, we found ourselves with two sparkling clean pasta vessels. She did such a good job (with much coaching), she has earned herself a permanent assignment washing out her own thermos. Sometimes growing up is a good thing. Just ask me.

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