My kids want my attention for some of the dumbest things. Do I want to see your completed drawing? YES! Do I want to see your report card? YES! Do I want to see how the marker you’re using ran out of ink? No, not really. I’ll take your word for that one.
And yet they insist I turn my head.
“Mom. Mom. Mom. MOM look. Mom look. Mom look. Mom?”
“I already know your shirt is on backwards Kainoa, I saw it earlier.”
“No Mom loook!!!”
And then I turn.
“MY SHIRT IS ON BACKWARDS SEE!!!”
I feel like I’m a particularly patient person. I nod and smile and raise my eyebrows and turn back to whatever I’m taking care of.
But a person can only take so much and after seeing Kainoa’s shirt on backwards, his banana broken into pieces, an intro to Angry Birds, a toy car fall from a shelf, a piece of ice in his mouth, soaped up hands, the washing machine spinning, the words “hot wheels” in a magazine and so much more I reached my breaking point, “Mom look. Mom. Mom. Mom. Look Mom.”
“I DON’T WANT TO LOOK!” I finally shouted.
I was cleaning up after dinner, my back hurt, I had been juggling all the things all day long and I wanted peace. And I wanted to sit down.
“I DON’T WANT TO LOOK!” my head started spinning and I fell to the ground in a fit of tears.
“No, seriously Mom…look!!”
I mustered what little energy I had left to look at my son just in time to see my him hit himself in his own face with a baseball. He started crying.
“Okay THAT was kind of worth it Kainoa…thank you.”
Jo says
Bahahaha…hit himself with a baseball ::>_<:: Kids! LOL
Jennifer says
{heh.heh.heh}
This weekend my friend and I were sitting on her back patio while the kids were swimming. We swear we have whiplash now from all of the “look, look, look”‘s we heard.
Jen says
Oh, I can so relate to this. So much… when the kids are around it is the ever constant “LOOK MOM! LOOK!”
This is why we drink.
Marta says
Oh, yes. I totally understand. I don’t want to look or listen many times mostly to things I have already seen and heard many times before!
Kat says
I know! And I try so hard to be a good Mom and feign interest…by the end of the day I’m shot.
Kim says
The Boy is almost 18 years old, and he’s still with the “Hey, Mom, look at this – it’s the coolest shirt ever? Hey, Mom, look at this Oscar the Lucky Rabbit plush figure – I want it. Hey, Mom, watch The Three Stooges with me.”
After an hour or two of this constant refrain, I may ask him to come look at something on MY computer, and he’s all “LEAVE ME ALONE! I DON’T WANNA LOOK AT YOUR STUPID STUFF!”
Ditto, my man, ditto.
Kat says
I like your idea of doing it back to them. I’ll wait until Kainoa is watching Sponge Bob and be all, “look at my shoes, which do you like better?? Look! Look now! Look again! Look Longer!”
A little taste of their own medicine.
Jenn @ Coolest Family on the Block says
hahahaha :)
Mine does this too, drives me crazy. “Mom, did you see that cute little bird in the movie?…” I’m not watching the movie, but I saw the bird the last 3,000 times you pointed it out. She must think I don’t catch on quickly.
Kat says
Yes exactly! Kainoa will actually watch my eyes and point my face to the TV so that I REALLY see that little bird…or whatever it is.