The Shoe’s on the Other Foot

I left the boys playing on my bed as Evan piled pillows up for them to jump into with a bounce.  I remembered I needed to check something on the internet.  I heard the pitter-patter of little feet and turned to see Sean running into the kitchen to get his juice,


Evan: Sean!  Seanny!  Se-ann-y!  SE-ANN-Y!  Sean!  There you are!  Sean.  Come here.  Come here, Sean!  Come here, Sean.    Sean!  Come here!  I told you to come here!  Come on, Sean!  Come here!  SEAN!


And now you know how I feel, kid.



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6 Responses to “The Shoe’s on the Other Foot”

  1. KathyB! Says:

    There is nothing more frustrating that being ignored. No matter the age. Nice when they get a little taste of their own medicine.

  2. ck Says:

    “I remembered I needed to check something on the internet.”

    I remember that all the time, too.

  3. Ink Says:

    Oh my gosh…I just guffawed and maybe woke up Roo (though I’m pretending not to hear because…um…I have to check something on the internet).

  4. ymK Says:

    Ha Ha Ha! *evil laugh* serves them right!
    I love it when little Z ignores her big sis. I’m a mean mom.
    And thanks for the copyright info Faemom.

  5. Gibby Says:

    Ha, that is so funny!

  6. faemom Says:

    KathyB!~ It was so funny to hear my words out of Evan’s mouth.
    ck~ And if you don’t check it right then, you’ll forget until the next um-opportune time.
    Ink~ Shh! Roo needs his sleep.
    ymK~ We’ll start a Mean Mom Club. You’re welcome; I always enjoy the chance to be a know-it-all.
    Gibby~ Glad you enjoyed it.

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