On our drive to Hershey last weekend the girls peppered me with questions or comments about every five seconds. This, despite the fact that they were watching a movie on the dvd player and that I was clearly trying to nap.
“Mom, look, Charlie found the golden ticket. Did you see that?”
“Mom, Veruca Salt is really mean. She can knock people’s heads off with her bare hands. Did you see that?”
“Mom, they can eat the grass, would you eat the grass?”
Now is a good time to mention that in honor of our trip to Hershey, the ladies were watching Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.
About 75 minutes into the barrage my concussion and head cold got the better of me and I turned around and yelled, “Ladies, REALLY. Can’t you see Mommy is trying to take a nap? MUST you ask me 9,000 questions? What about your FATHER? Can’t you see he is in the car? If you MUST ask 9,000 questions, why not throw a few his way and let me have a few minutes of peace? Can you give me one good reason why you are harassing me and not him? Just one?”
Without missing a beat Cat said, “Daddy is DRIVING Mom and you always tell us never to bother the driver. It’s not safe to bother him but it’s fine to bother you.”
OMG, I just love your girls – nothing like them to keep you in your place!! Tell them I thought they were very smart for being so safety-conscious…..