Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Why I'm Crazy

Conversation with my five-year-old:

Me:  Time to take your nap.  You need to go potty first?

Her:  (in whiney voice)  What did you say?

Me:  Time to take your nap.  C'mon.

Her:  Nooooo.....before that.

Me:  Nothing.  I said c'mon...time for nap.

Her:  (now in whinier voice)  Yes.  You.  Did.  What did you saaaaaaay?

Me:  I didn't say anything except (1) time for nap and (2) asked you if you need to go potty.

Her:  (shrill whiney voice)  You said something!  (Doubling over).  I heard you!  What did you SAAAAAAAAAAY?

Me:  (louder)  Time.  For.  A.  Nap.  Go.  Potty.  Those are the only two things I said related to this nap.  I didn't say anything else.  That's it.  I didn't utter any other words that could be mistaken for anything else.  Nap.  And potty.  THAT'S IT.  Now go take your nap!

Her:  (voice now sounding like fingernails on a chalkboard)  But I heaaaaaaard you say something.  You said something else.  What was it?  (crying now)  Why won't you tellllllll me?


Just kidding....I didn't say that.

What I actually said was #*(!* $*()#@ @&*(#  !)(*#^@.

Just kidding.  Didn't curse either (at least not out loud).

Actually I stood there and just stared at this beautiful, precious angel who I would give my life for in a split second without thinking twice but wondered how something so precious can make me crazier than a hit dog?

Ya know?


Cindy said...

If you actually did actually tell her that she was driving you crazy, would that make you a bad mother? Um, just askin' because well, if it does, maybe I belong on the naughty list....

DH said...

Newsflash: You were already crazier than a hit dog hon. But I love you anyway.

M.A. said...

This is so my life with my 3 year old. Are you telling me it gets worse???