Wednesday, May 13, 2009

The Difference Between Boy #2 and Boy #3

Last night:
Boy #3 says to me, "Mom, the milk is low, how much do you need in the morning?"
"You're so nice to think of me precious baby boy, I just need a little splash for my coffee in the morning. We did something right with that one, he's the most considerate of all of them, isn't he, he's so cute."
"Yes dear."
"You fill that glass with milk honey, you're a growing boy. Do you need any money?"
Boy #3 left me with a warm fuzzy feeling.

This morning:
I shuffled out of bed towards the smell of coffee. "Where's the.... is that a empty milk jug?"
Boy #2 was getting ready for work. "I made a protein shake. Have you seen my wallet? Wait a minute, I think it's in my car. Bye mom."
Boy #2 left me with black coffee.


Shawn said...

Oh man, there was always hell to pay in my house if someone drank the last of something. It didn't even matter who did it, and the logic of "well, someone's got to drink the last of it" failed to ever kick in. You just didn't want to be that person.

Candice said...

You got something against BLACK coffee? ;)

Skye said...

That sounds like the difference between Becca happy and Becca She'll ask me if there is anything I need on days when she's in a good mood (or just really wants something). Day's when she's in a bad mood though, watch out, 'cause it's each man woman and child out for themselves!

ReformingGeek said...

Yikes! Kids and the unexpected!

Nooter said...

mmm.... black coffee...

Relax Max said...

You should know enough by now to hide what you need for your coffee in another container. :)

Lisa (Jonny's Mommy) said...

I agree with Relax Max. Totally. Put it in a little container where the kids can't find it.

Although my grandma always drank black coffee and she was 93...almost 94...when she died. So, maybe it is a good thing.

Anonymous said...

Remember the magazine 'Highlights' in every doctor's waiting room?
For some reason I'm thinking about their comic strip called Goofus and
Gallant. I'm just saying!