There's trouble at camp Frog today.
Our daughter dissolved into floods of tears over her free range rare breed sausages.
"What's the matter darling?"
"Yesterday when Bea asked you if it was true that (sniff), that if you got a bat stuck in your hair, you'd have to have all your hair cut off, you said, no, you'd have to have your head cut off...sob!"
Darling Husband left the room and was heard to be stiffling strange noises as he went outside.
"But darling, surely you know Mummy was just teasing precious Max?"
Darling Husband returned to his breakfast, wiping tears from his eyes, a forced frown on his handsome face.
Darling Husband: "Now you know Mummy talks complete nonsense most of the time, why on earth are you taking her seriously all of a sudden?"
"But you always tell us that you will never tell us lies and we can always trust what you say"
This is all your fault Dulwich Mum....
21 comments:
Darling Frog,
OHMYGOD!!! I apologise. It is indeed my fault. Precious Max has not removed his hat since leaving your home (sigh). What have I done?
Mwah xxx to you and your lovely family (Max talked about your kittens all the way home).
If you're going to gove someone a complex you might as well start them off young! I'm also impressed at Husband's composure, I think I'd be more likely to have done the snorting-tea-out-of-the-nose thing; not nearly as polite!
And? How did you worm your way out of that one Frog?
Lovely to see you DM
Thank you Mud, Darling Husband simply managed to vacate the table and make a run for it before I did.
When he came back I went upstairs ... the vampire found me crying in my bedroom and was extremely concerned until she realised I was laughing.
Confused, I don't think I've been forgiven, especially after the nail through the finger trick the other day (well I thought it was funny), Darling Husband took the blubbering child to help him lay concrete...I kid you not, weirdly, it cheered her up immensely
Oh dear! So how on earth are you going to explain the whole Santa Claus deceit?
I love it when children take you literally. I told my son today that he would get a sweet tooth if he wasn't careful and he said: "what does it look like, is it gold?"
My dear Kitschen Pink,
you mean he's not real?
I'm devastated...I may even start drinking again.
Tara, yours was such a timid comment by comparison, my daughter is still an emotional wreck...if it weren't for Readimix, I'd be toast!
I am lost for words. The moral of the story: Never tease your kids again...never ever!
I know I shouldn't laugh, but hee hee hee ha ha ha/ You are a bad lady Frog. But I like you. ;D
Adventure Mother, I wasn't teasing my child, I was teasing Dulwich Mums' darling Max, and my child was earwigging!!
Jo, I'm not bad, it's that DM, she brings out the darker side of me.
are our kids meant to trust what we say?? omg i am doomed. today i told them the year was 1399 and they had to declare for henry bolingbroke or richard II by tea time otherwise we would all be exiled to france.
this could explain the weeping.
Grit, you are doomed indeed..join the clan.
on the scale of it, compared to Grit, you look like a paragon.
Pigx
LOL! Let's think of some more lies we can tell them, it'll make the therapist's job much more interesting in a few year's time. Ok, over to you MH
You mean your kids actually listen to what you say? Wow. I'm obviously doing something very wrong at Camp Mom/Mum!
love you blog btw. FAB!
There's an outside chance that DM and my good self may meet up. Methinks that it's best my two popsicles won't be with me. But I'm worried about me! (I'm such a soft clarty arty pants you know!)I'd have probably believed your explanation. Sigh.
Oh dear poor girl, hope you have been forgiven. It seems they always listen when we don't want them to and never when we do - ho hum! Glad the concrete cheered her up!
Poor little pumpkin - but then it's all good practice for the playground where wind ups are the norm... stiff upper lip and all that!
That's the difference between boys and girls - no doubt darling Max found it hilarious!
I think i would have reacted in the same way as your daughter! - i am terrified of bats. i used to have an attic bedroom in my mum's very old house and at a certain time of the year they would fly in and i was convinced i was going to die with bats stuck in my hair!
She'll never be able to go on a school trip to Cheshire Zoo now and it will be all your fault.
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