Parker: "Dad, are you stressed?"
Me: "No, why?"
Parker: "You're going to get stressed! There's gum in the carpet."
Am I that predictable? I told him, "Parker, I don't get stressed anymore." I calmly got down on the floor and examined the situation. Gum quite ingrained in the carpet. "Someone go get me the scissors," I calmly intoned. As I coolly cut as little as possible of the carpet out, I explained to the gaggle of kids surrounding me, "Never do this. Only mom or dad can cut something out of the carpet." As I was going through this stress-free exercise, Jesi reaches down and grabs the gum beween her thumb and forefinger. Me, (slightly less calmly), "Jesi, no." By this time she had squeezed the gum, so when she complied with my directive, the gum, which had been in a nice, cuttable ball, stretched out into one of those thin strings. It broke off, leaving some residue on Jesi's finger, which she quickly proceeded to wipe off-on the carpet:) I grit my teeth, forced a smile and said, "See, I don't get stressed anymore!"
Happy Sunday:)
Jeremy
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very proud of you jeremy!!!!!!!! aunt debbi
ReplyDelete10,000 points to the Non-Stressed Daddy!
ReplyDeleteDude and brother - well done! (But ice cube dude - if you freeze it then it flakes off the nylon in the carpet - trust me - I'm a forensic guy! And an ice cube will do - but CO2 or nitrogen is more exciting - and neither will stain either!) As for the 'greatest kids' - at least the ones I met were pretty top shelf...but I'll match ya one for one! :) How 'bout we agree to 'share' the title? But give them all a hug for us!
ReplyDeleteaus and co.
Hardwood floors anyone?
ReplyDeleteGo with ice next time. Believe me, gum was banished from our house until I discovered the ice trick.
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