Thursday, August 31, 2006
Humble Pie with my Coffee
Sigh. You ever notice how having kids around the place, keeps one humble? No, just borrow some or open a dayhome and it won't take long before you're having a nice, thick slice of humble pie.
The latest pie I had to eat was at noon today. I had called "lunch time" and was lifting a husky two year old into a high chair when a 7 year old tried to push between me and the table to get to his spot, causing me to turn awkwardly. Ok, perfect teaching moment, right? About using manners to say excuse me and then waiting until the person actually moves and gives you room, yada, yada, yada. As I was asking the small people crowd, "What happens when you push someone who's trying to lift a baby?", I got the correct answers shouted out of: "Someone could get hurt", "You can drop the baby", "You could hurt your back". Then out of the corner, in all innocence, a little voice pipes up: "It's 'cause you're really old."
Ya, well, put more soup & sandwich in your lips, please and keep chewing, please. Well! To make that humble pie the ala mode kind, I look at my 16yr. old daughter going out the door to work. Her face is now the color of her hair, red auburn if you didn't know, and not 'cause she's embarrased for me, but because she's trying her darndest not to laugh. Good bye my child, have a great day at work, and don't let the door hit you on the behind on the way out! Hmmmph!
Please pass the whipped cream! Yes, the whole can, please!
Posted at 1:55 PM