I'm the only one who sees all the granola bar and yogurt wrappers on the floor.
No-one else notices the dirty socks that mysteriously ended up on the counter. The counter we prepare FOOD ON.
Nobody notices that our house looks like the shoe aisle at Ross. Apparently people who shop at Ross are unaware that you put things back on the shelves after you try them on. And stop putting size 10 shoes in the size 7 aisle you Ross shoppers.
Atleast no-one notices the plethera of shoes and may I mention again, dirty socks, until there is a tripping tragedy.
Do they need their eyes checked?
I think my kids have a problem with their muscles too because apparently back-packs are so heavy that they need to be stripped off right in front of the door. And since they could possibly be visually impaired they can't see where they left them.
I think I need to take them all to the doctor because their memory is going.
Early onset alzheimers?
No-one remembers forgetting to flush the toilet. No-one remembers spilling red juice on beige carpet. No-one remembers who broke a branch off my tree. (Don't mess with my trees.) No-one remembers that I told them an hour ago to do the dishes. No-one remembers they were supposed to be doing homework instead of watching Scooby Doo.
But really, I think my greatest worry is the visual impairment, because everytime
I say: (see below) they say: (see below)
it's in the closet: where, I don't see it?
it's in the pantry: where, I don't see it?
it's in the fridge: where, I don't see it?
it's in your room: where, I don't see it? - Well, I have to give it to them on that one. Have you seen their room? Me neither because apparently they are striking against the use of shelves and hangers. Maybe if I put in more attractive carpet, they'd want to see it once in awhile.
I'm really starting to think Primary Children's with these kids. It's really weird, they have all the energy in the world until it's time to do anything practical. Then it's like a complete transformation. Maybe their bodies get taken over by alien slugs when certain words are spoken like, chores, help, work, clean, or homework.
I'm really worried.
I hope there's a cure.
Choosing Joy
6 years ago
5 comments:
Love it! Still Laughing. Maybe they're like my kids and they use all their "useful" energy being great helpers at school!
I remember the day I found shoes in the bread drawer. Good times. Great post.
I like Linnea's posting. I remember going for Parent-Teacher Conferences and thinking, "Who are you talking about...my child!?!" But they all turned out pretty well, so I know there's hope for yours! Fun posting to read, Lucinda!
You are hilarious. I was laughing because I can so relate to all you said. The vision and the hearing is horrible here too and I think it has something to do with being male most of the time.
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