Max walked into my bedroom last night and said:
"My brain hates me...it never lets me remember stuff I need to remember."
This was his clever way of leading up to telling me that he hadn't done the couple of jobs I'd asked him to do. But I truly could relate. Sometimes it really feels like my brain hates me, too. (Though that's not my excuse for my pathetic performance on yesterday's to-do list.)
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How can you begrudge his cleverness? :P
Wait a minute? You didn't sweep the kitchen, and you didn't do the Christmas album base or something like that? Granted, you only read one of the things on the reading list, but then none of us expected you to get all of that done. If I'd done as much "household crap" yesterday as you did, I'd be resting on my laurels for a week! Methinks you are way, way, WAY too hard on yourself. And creativity points to Max--he's a gem!
That is one smart boy. I am going to try that excuse one of these days. It sounds just like something Tim would say LOL!! I never get everything done on my to do list. That's why I stopped making them LOL!
take care,
Dawn
Oh yeah, I can relate with Max too.
Kids are just so darned cute, aren't they?
lol, Trish said it perfectly :P
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