14th
August
2007
How you know you’re getting old and crotchety
Friday night, 8:15 p.m. We’re in the kitchen cleaning up after dinner. We’re grumpy because the neighbourhood kids keep screeching and waking Lucy up (yes, I’m not even 30 and I forget summer nights as a child. Ridiculous, huh?).
Carly: You know, for the most part, I really don’t like other people’s children.
Eric: Me neither. They’re annoying.
Carly: I like Eirinn, though. She’s adorable. And I’ve known her since she was little-little.
Eric: Yeah, I tolerate Eirinn.
Carly: *glares*
Eric: *shrugs matter of factly* She’s smarter than me.
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I hate noise…yet I live in an overcrowded/overpacked subdivision like a sardine in tomato sauce…
Its funny…I am trying very hard to tolerate other peoples kids…I firmly believe as our kids get older our tolerance will change becuz we will have a better understanding ?
Maybe not…
She’s smarter than both of us, too. Which can make it very difficult to parent. But at least once she masters the english language (probably in, like, a week) she’ll be able to share her wisdom with the rest of us.
We feel the same way, and therefore, I bought this shirt for my husband: http://www.flickr.com/photos/katemusgrove/742632696/
OMG, that shirt is hilarious! Where did you get it???
Gawker! http://shop.gawker.com/cgi-bin/shopper.cgi?search