Michael did not want to go do anything yesterday.
SIGH. . .
We FINALLY got to go to Dollar Store. YAY!!
Today, I wanted to go to town and go by Petco and Sears.
Didn't he want to go?
no.
I won't be long, just ride with me, ok???
no.
I'll buy you a coke!! (Big smile!)
no.
OOKK, you can take winnie. OK??
no.
Ok, let's go get those ornaments at the Dollar Store and stop and get a mini blizzard from Dairy Queen!! Huh huh huh? (smilin)
no.
So you don't want to go? (Standin in his door)
no
I walk to the middle of the livin room, "So how bout now? Wanna go now?"
No.
Get to the front door, "How bout now?"
No.
I open it and go out. Close door. (He thinks he's off he hook now. Has prolly breathed a sigh of relief that I have gone.) I open door and say "What about now?"
NO!
I go by myself. It's not as much fun by ones self. So I didn't stay gone long.
He's gonna miss me tomorrow. When he's here and it's all quiet.
ALL DAY LONG AND MOST OF THE NIGHT. CUZ IT'S MONDAY NITE SCHOOL.
Yup yup yup, he's gonna be missin me.
Fure shure.
Kackle a little here and there. Does a body good and aggravates the daylites outta somebody! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!!!
6 comments:
Wellll.... It will certainly be quieter tomorrow.
I must admit though, you've damned near perfected the Foot Stomp Tantrum quite nicely.
You sound like the wife. She hates to go to the store alone. I dont make her go thru quite the gyrations to get me to go cause I dont like the silent treatment when she gets back.
Heehee I'm just the opposite .. I much prefer to go to the store alone. That way I don't have to listen to 'What do you wanna buy THAT for' and other similar remarks.
Michael has been getting out with me once a week and seems to not get so down. So I was wanting to just GOOOO. Anywhere. But he was perfectly happy to stay home. . .
I did that to him ALL weekend along. Especially yesterday afternoon. He is relishing his quiet today!
It all depends on my mood! It's nice to be home alone though...
I'm sure the second the door closed and the motor roared he felt a tinge of regret... Dincha Rabbit?
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