Tuesday, June 26, 2007

"'Then, madam, I suggest you dry-clean her.” - Alfred Hitchcock

I was in the shower this morning, and the two older boys come tearing up the steps. "Mom! Mom! Mom!"
"What (the *^&%$) do you want?" I shout, shampoo in my eyes.
"Terzo got my oatmeal!" Primo wails.
"Were you done with it?" I ask.
"What's he doing with it?" I ask, envisioning oatmeal-crusted kitchen, dog, etc.
"Eating it."

Is it me, or do I just fail to understand the crisis?


blackbird said...

CLEARLY, it was not Terzo's oatmeal to eat.

cupcake said...

Did he ask first?

Cause if he didn't, then just taking the bowl and eating its contents is an act of war.

Iamthebookworm said...

Because Primo did not want it until Terzo ate it? I don't understand either :-)

nutmeg said...

I am just catching up here! WOW about your news of yesterday - congratulations! I firstly thought, seeing you are reading the Kalfus, that the pink stripes were a representation of the Twin Towers! Yes, my brain is VERY weird!

jenny said...

It is the same crisis that often arises here, except ours usually involves popsicles.