OldDogBlog

OldDogBlog was inspired by our dog's tendency to lunge at everyone in the 'hood. I had just quit my job, and briefly considered training him and writing a blog about it. The OldDogBlog! Alas, when the sake-tinis wore off I realized that the old dog most in need of new tricks is me. So this is the story of my own hopeful transformation from a hard-working, stressed-out, and unfulfilled professional, to the new me, whoever she may be. Can I find satisfaction in the suburbs, on a shoestring?

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Consider me pinched

This morning my four-year-old invited me to have some Rice Krispies with him. As we sat across the table over breakfast, he began to sing in his pure, sweet voice:

Mothers are the best.
Mothers are the best.
Mothers really are the best.

"Do you like it?" he asked. I did, and I asked him where he'd heard it.

"I just thought of it," he said.

Pinch me!

Unfortunately, an hour later we had this little exchange:

Four-year-old: "What the heck is that?!"
That sounded a little rude coming out of a four-year-old's mouth, so I said:
"How about you try 'what in the world' instead of 'what the heck', okay honey?"
Four-year-old: "Okay mama. What in the world is that fucking thing?"

1 comment:

M.July 12, 2012
I've told this story several times now. This is awesome. If not a bit horrifying as a mom...but in a few years it will be awesome. At least he loves his f@*$ing mom!
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