Sometimes I feel like I am in the Twilight Zone at my house….make that MOST of the time. Today, for example, after spending a couple hours in the kitchen preparing meals and snacks for the week I headed upstairs to take a shower. I left Chase in the kitchen eating his cantaloupe and Reese and my husband Pete were on the couch watching golf.
I was just about to step in the shower when Chase came walking into the bathroom saying, “Mommy, Mommy, I am hungry!” He then asked me if I could come back downstairs to make him something to eat. UM…..Pete was two feet away from him, yet he chose to walk up a flight of stairs to come and bug me about it.
This happens all of the time in my household. I will sit down with a bowl of cereal in the morning and Pete can be standing with the refrigerator door OPEN and one of the kids will still say, “Mommy, can I have some juice, cereal, meth, etc.” After ignoring their request I am relieved when they turn to Pete, until I hear them say, , “Daddy, can you tell Mommy to get us some juice?”