Wearing Down
My kids, the twins especially, are on a quest to acquire something . Of course, that something is something specific, and our conversations usually go like this: Kid 1: Mom, can we get a kitten? Me: A kitten? Are you kidding? I said no more cats. Kid 2: Not a cat. A kitten. Me: Same thing. Kid 1: Well, how about a puppy? Me: I'm all for another dog, but I'd like to get one that's already house-trained. Kid 2: How about a puppy that's house-trained? Me: That might be difficult to find, you know. Kid 1: All right...another baby? Kid 2: Two babies? Me: No, and no. I'm done. Kid 1: How do you know you're done? Kid 2: We'll help with the babies! Me: No, it's not happening. And isn't it time for bed? Kid 1: Okay. I love you, Mommy. Kid 2: I love you, Mommy. Me: I love you both, very much. Kids 1 and 2: What about an iPhone? They leave the room with a wicked gleam in their eyes and a spring in their steps. They're smart and cunning, ...