from upstairs:
*CLANK* *THUD* *CLONK* *BONK* *CLUNK*
me, downstairs:
“You GUYS- GO TO SLEEP! QUIET NOW!”
“Sorry, Mom!”
~pause~
*THUD* *STOMP* *STOMP* *STOMP* *TOILET LID BANGS UP*
“HEY! BE QUIET, CHILD WHO IS PEEING!!”
“Sorry, Mom!”
*TOILET LID BANGS DOWN* *FLUSH* *STOMP* *STOMP* *STOMP*
(Incoherent boy babble from bunk beds. A few more thuds.)
“BOYS! BE QUIET AND GO TO SLEEP NOW! AARGH!”
“Sorry, Mom!”
“I DON’T WANT YOU SORRY- I WANT YOU QUIET!”
Posted in Uncategorized | Tags: kids
Hanging out in the McDonalds play area I begin to wonder. Can I only hear MY children because of my motherly intuition; a kind of spidey sense..or are they really the loudest ones in here ?
By: paloma on May 16, 2008
at 1:53 pm
Sweetie, you KNOW they are the loudest ones in there!!!!!!!!! 
By: casachaos on May 17, 2008
at 8:55 am
Woo! Thanks for dropping past TQ - I’m subscribing right now!
Kal
By: Kal on June 11, 2008
at 10:45 am
Somehow i missed the point. Probably lost in translation Anyway … nice blog to visit.
cheers, Unguent.
By: Unguent on June 19, 2008
at 4:49 am
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