Sunday, November 19, 2006

how sharper than a serpent's tooth

At dinner tonight [which I cooked despite the fact that I have evidently broken (oh, okay, badly sprained and bruised) a toe by tripping over Iris's rollerblades], I reminded the children, "It's your last chance to do something nice for your old Mommy before her birthday!"

Iris said, "Ahh, you'll have plenty more birthdays. I can do something then."

Later in the conversation, I asked Lola if when I am very old, I can come live with her. After thinking about it, she said, "No! You can only live with me when you are dead!"

4 comments:

2amsomewhere said...

I asked Lola if when I am very old, I can come live with her. After thinking about it, she said, "No! You can only live with me when you are dead!"

There has to be a proverb in that story somewhere...

"Blessed is the mother whose children delight in her hauntings from the hereafter."

Wouldn't that look simply wonderful in counted cross stitch?

--
2amsomewhere

Susan said...

I'm sure you and I can both think of someone who we fear trying to "move in" after they are dead! Oh what a nightmare!

djmermaid said...

Hey, she asked for it!

Happy Birfday, Drunken Housewife. May the prediction that Iris made be true - may you have many more.

xox!

djmermaid

JKG said...

Ha. We reap what we sow, I suppose. Having raised rational, intelligent children, you get rational, intelligent responses.