Funny! With my boys, I found that enthusiasm for the task was inversely proportionate to their skill and ability to perform it. I remember vividly the day my youngest was deemed old enough to push the lawnmower. He pushed that mower back and forth with the biggest grin on his face shouting over the engine "I'm big enough to mow! I'm big enough to mow!" Fast forward to today- they are capable of driving, we have a rider now, and neither boy is anywhere to be found when the grass is knee high and the mere suggestion that the grass has grown a wee bit high elicits groans and eye rolls. We mothers never win.
How long do you think I can make this last?
5 comments:
hey Nancinator, following up with you and everyone on your offer for help!
the blog is up here:
http://bloggersagainstcancer.blogspot.com/
we are working through the name, and a graphic design... have a look!
Funny!
With my boys, I found that enthusiasm for the task was inversely proportionate to their skill and ability to perform it.
I remember vividly the day my youngest was deemed old enough to push the lawnmower. He pushed that mower back and forth with the biggest grin on his face shouting over the engine "I'm big enough to mow! I'm big enough to mow!" Fast forward to today- they are capable of driving, we have a rider now, and neither boy is anywhere to be found when the grass is knee high and the mere suggestion that the grass has grown a wee bit high elicits groans and eye rolls.
We mothers never win.
"How long do you think I can make this last?"
About one more time ;)
You just gotta convince her that cleaning bathrooms is even more fun. Once you've done that you've attained BS-delivery 'elite' status.
Milk it for all it's worth!
Oh well done!
Post a Comment