Eight year-old Iris Uber Alles burst into the room, angry and aggrieved. "Lola's hurting my feelings! She's being mean!"
It turns out that five year-old Lola's offense was "she's keeping a scorecard! Every time I say something she doesn't like, she writes it on her scorecard! And it's mean!"
As Iris was angrily denouncing Lola, Lola bustled in busily and settled herself down at the nearby coffeetable with a piece of paper and pencil. Completely ignoring Iris's cries of "She's doing it now!", Lola set about making marks in columns. "I need a new piece of paper," she announced importantly.
I smoothed things over by noting that it was nearly bedtime and if Iris Uber Alles wished to follow her tradition of watching a Simpsons episode before bed, we needed to hurry. Upstairs we settled in, followed by Lola, but our fragile detente was shaken when Iris warned Lola not to take her spot on the big bed. "I'm getting my scorecard," threatened Lola.
well someone's keeping score, my card is all in my head against polly.
Wait until she threatens to share "The List" with Santa
That's priceless! Where on earth did Lola get that idea?
Your kids are just absolutely brilliant. I look forward to the inevitable memoir and blockbuster film (twenty years from now).
I love the list.
Too bad for Iris, she didn't think of it first.
There's no way you actually named your kid Iris Uber. I refuse to read this blog any longer.
Dear Anonymous, just in case that's not tongue in cheek: my daughter Iris asked (and I let her post here) that she be given a nomme du blog. We had a readers' contest, with many entries, and Iris chose Silliyak's suggestion, "Iris Uber Alles" to be her chosen name for this blog.
My husband was not actually christened "The Sober Husband" at birth, BTW. love and kisses, the DH (not my legal name)
Lola may need this magnet for her refrigerator in her later years, since she is apparently getting a headstart on it.
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