At first I just thought we were cruel parents rushing our kids through one of the best parts of the day and robbing them of their much loved baths. However, the little nutters love them. We stand them up against the back wall of the shower and shout "arms up in the name of the law!" Then they start giggling as they put their arms up and down fast, simultaneously loving the idea of having their underarms tickled, while doing their best to avoid it and squealing "do it again, again." Then we shout "spread 'em!" as we get ready for the big rinse. What this is doing to them psychologically only time will tell, but they're certainly have a laugh now!
This evening after their prison shower, my daughter said with her usual the sky's going to fall in if I don't get what I need now urgency "I'm thirsty, I'm thirsty." So my husband, the wind up merchant that he is, said "open your mouth" and then made as though he was going to spit into it. My daughter squealed half in horror, half in delight and holding her head in her hands said through a big cheeky grin, "I can't believe I said they were such good parents [pregnant pause], it turns out they're not ...they're horrors!" Peals of laughter all round.
Good family fun. Makes you proud, doesn't it?!
By Mummy Dearest
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