It's so simple to be wise.  Just think of something stupid to say, and then don't say it.     Sam Levenson (1911-1980)

Monday, November 17, 2008

Kid Central

Elder Princeski is just old enough to make her favorite dinner, pancakes.  She has finally finished her homework and is in a good mood.  I haven't yet told her about my in-service training next week. I figure this might be a good time to breach the subject.

ALN:  So, I have to tell you something:  Next week I'm going away for three days.

Elder Princeski:  What?!?  Three days?  Does this mean we won't see you?

ALN:  Yes.

Elder P:  (slightly perturbed)  Why are you doing this to us?

ALN:  I need to go away for work.

Elder P:  But what does that mean to us?

ALN:  Well, it means something to me.  It's for work.

(A pregnant pause, while she flips the pancakes).

ALN:  Wait, did you just say, What does that mean to us?

Elder P:  Why, do you wanna blog it?

ALN:  Yeah, actually.  I'll be right back...

Sometimes (always?) they see right through me.

Keep the balance,



mother in israel said...

Weak. A weak premise for a blog post. What, are you desperate?


A Living Nadneyda said...

It wasn't a blog post until she declared it so. At that moment, as in those physics experiments where one has to witness the change in order for it to occur, it became inevitable.
Tired, maybe, completely exhausted....but weak? Never.