“Kids? I’m about to make an important phone call, so, nobody come into my room in the next ten minutes, OK?”
“OK.”
“It’s a really important call, so I don’t need anyone coming in going “mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy”. OK?”
“Oh-KAY Mum!”
“Thanks.”
Five minutes later, in the middle of a Career Defining Phone Call, my bedroom door EXPLODES open and Ella BURSTS in really loudly and says “MUM I NEED THE LAPTOP!” and even though she’s standing there with her friend who is over for a playdate, I THROW MY DIARY AT HER and it glances off the door as she slams it shut behind her. Fortunately, the person I was on the phone to was talking at the time so I didn’t have to interrupt myself to glare menacingly at my nine year old.
I threw a book at her. In front of someone else’s child. Is that bad?
Nup.
When I’m talking to Josh on sightspeed I have an arsenal of ammo sitting at the ready for when the kids interrupt me….I’m getting to be a really good shot! If I’m on the phone I hide in my closet.
No way, especially if the visiting child was also there to hear your warning!
Can we back up to the “career defining” phone call? What the?
Love it. All of a sudden I don’t feel like such a terrible mother.
Well….I’ll be the voice of authority – it might have been a teeny tiny bit bad (I grimaced a little) but I bet it felt great (especially since you missed).
@Tracey – just a development, that’s all. Will tell all in a few weeks, if all goes well.
@Kathy – it was a pretty half-hearted shot. But in my defence, I started with looking at her sternly. This had no effect. So then I put my hand up, like a traffic cop, in the international sign for STOP RIGHT THERE. She persisted with the “I just wanna get the laptop!” (which was next to me on the bed). And then I glared at her, again with no effect. So that’s when I picked up the nearest object and hurled it. I was facing a way from her so I kind of threw it backwards which is why I totally missed her head. Luckily.
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