In the last week twice my daughter has made me feel really really dumb. First came a discussion about the use of scissors. Last weekend when my daughter was with her daddy I accidently cut my hand with a pair of scissors. When she came back from daddy's I was using a pair of scissors and the following conversation took place:
Child: "Mommy, are you old enough to use scissors?"
Me: "Yes monkey why?"
Child: "I'm not allowed to use scissors yet cause I'm too little."
Me: "Thats right. We have to be really careful with scissors and make sure we don't accidently cut ourselves with them."
Child: "Well how come you are allowed to use scissors when you aren't careful and cut yourself? Maybe you should let an adult cut stuff for you from now on so you don't hurt yourself."
Later in the week I hear a crash in the house (compliments of our Basset Hound puppy). Upone hearing the crash the following dialogue takes place....
Me: "what the hell was that?"
Child: "Mommy you need to go to time out."
Me: "Excuse me"
Child: "Mommy, we don't say hell we say heck. If you say hell you have to go to time out. I will come and get you after you have thought about it for a while."
I think the following statement pretty much sums up my life... Do what I say, not what I do.
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