The customer is always right

Today was a lazy day. Little man didn't feel well, he told me it was because I fed him bad waffles this morning for breakfast.

It was gorgeous outside and we were inside laying on the couch. JG took a little nap and I caught up on the show "Heroes". I really like it. I always get hooked into those long drawn out shows and then I suck my friend Shelly in with me.

While watching one of the episodes, JG asked for a glass of water. I said, "Wouldn't you like some orange juice?" (thinking Vitamin C)

He turns to me, "Mom, I would like water with three ice cubes please. You know the customer is always right."

When did I become the wait staff and the little people in my home the customers?

Comments

DeAnn said…

I hear ya. Sometimes I feel like I should put on a little apron and carry around an order tablet. Sometimes I joke that I am going to charge. Of course I never do but oh the money I would have if I did!! I guess that's all part of being a mom...

9:22 PM

DeAnn said…

BTW, I have duvet cover coming...is there something I should know about those disks I've seen you write about?? Should I get them too?

11:26 AM

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