The Minion goes back to his house this evening. Even though I'll see him tomorrow morning, it'll still be very quiet tonight. There's something about having a small child in the house that changes the dynamic for the better. He's a handful but it isn't too bad. One of my favorite things is watching mom struggle to get him out of the house and off to camp in the morning. I know it sounds evil but it's pretty funny. It usually goes like this:
Mom: finish your breakfast and get dressed
Minion: I want ice cream
Reading his book, ignoring mom
Mom: finish your breakfast and get dressed. We need to leave.
Minion: Can I have ice cream
Continuing to ignore mom
Mom: will you get dressed! You'll be late
Minion just ignores mom, preferring to read
You get the general idea. If you have small children, then this should all sound familiar. For the rest of us, it's pretty funny to listen to.
In other news, I have to confess that yesterday, while I was in the middle of blog post, I had this erotic fantasy about the new guy and I having wild sex. What the f__k is wrong with me?! Isn't bad enough that I have two guys attracted to me, now I'm having sex fantasies about new guy. This situation is ridiculous. The weird part is that I'm actually enjoying all the attention. There has to be some resolution to all this romantic mayham. Or maybe I should just relax and enjoy it.
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