Me: Whatcha doin’?
Her: Getting some water. It’s HOT out. Can we go to the pond?
Me: No, not right now. We’re going to eat soon. You guys can hang out in the fort until it’s ready, but I don’t want you going all the way to the pond right now. After lunch you can.
Her: Okay. How will we know when lunch is ready?
Me: I’ll call you. Or come out and get you.
Her: Well which one? I need to know! Will you call or come?
Me: One or the other. What does it matter?
Her: I just want to be READY.
Me: Uhh, what are you doing out in the fort that you don’t want me to see, that you’re worried about me coming out there?
Her: Nothing, GEEZ. I just want to be able to come RIGHT BACK and eat the DELICIOUS MEAL YOU ARE PREPARING.
Me: Uh huh.
God, it’s good to have them home.
One of the things a parent doesn’t want to hear as he/she walks into the house after being out a few hours: “I didn’t know you would be back so soon!”
She’s a smarty.
Glad they’re home. Bet you are, too.
Bet it’s a giant chalk drawing on the driveway proclaiming to the heavens what a pretty mom you are!!
I’m so glad for you, MIr! Your house is full again!
Glad they’re home! I heard the joy beneath those frustrated tones. :)
And, boy, breakfast was GOOD!
for some reason I thought they were gone for the summer. duh me.
Kids will be kids,it’s a joy to know they come back home just they way they left.
Yay! We’re all glad they’re home with you and Otto!
Don’t you love normalcy?
I was guessing that she was going to sneak down to the pond and was worried that you’d come out and she’d be caught. Can she hear you from the pond if you yell? If not, my theory is shot to shit.
Thanks for letting us eavesdrop on your Sunday chat. :)
awww…. i am holding my breathe for the day my daughter and i can have a conversation similar to yours that isn’t about poop or chewing.
It’s crazy how we wind up missing the attitude and small stuff isn’t it? Glad there home, hope the trip was a good one.
So funny. Glad they’re home.
Welcome Home, Chickadee & Monkey!
Ah, she’s going to be fun the next few years.
Heh, heh, heh. Adolescence is gonna be a beee-ahtch.
Y’know, this had undertones of “Waiting for Godot” to it… she is a smarty, isn’t she? :-)