Why is it that my creatures, great and small (read: spouse and kids) will wait until we are out of something completely before they tell me we need more? I am quite sure that when you opened the drawer yesterday and there was only one pair of socks left, that it might it have occurred to you somewhere that this means tomorrow when you open the drawer there will be NO pairs of socks if you don't tell me. So this morning when you are yelling that you have NO clean socks and I am putting away all the white laundry that just did yesterday and there are no socks, I have to wonder where all your socks went. And somewhere in the pre-teen logic, you have separated all the socks into a separate pile that is in the back corner of the closet (not the hamper) and they did not get washed. But you are even more mad when you have to wear your monkey socks with your ballerina shoes and I am laughing my head off. A little bit of justice.
I am also quite sure that when you leave only one square of paper on the toilet paper roll, you are not expecting to be the next one in the bathroom...but somewhere it must occur to you that you could very simply open the linen closet door and get a new roll. I don't even expect you to put it on the roll or even throw out the old one, but you could at least get it out and put it somewhere near the commode. But somehow, and this sadistically thrills me, you do end up being the next one in the john and then have to yell "hey mom, I need you really quick" so I can bring you the toilet paper...with a great big fat smile on my face and a little bit of justice.
And so no one feels left out, is it that hard to look into the shower before you step in to see if there is anything left of that little sliver of soap that you left yesterday morning? And if there isn't, is it so hard to reach over to the shelf to grab that new bar of soap or is it just more fun to yell "Hey! You know there's no soap in here?" and wait while I come in and get you a new one. But, while I am in there getting you the soap, I may just have to use the bathroom and when I flush and the water suddenly gets really cold, you are wishing you had gotten the soap yourself and I am getting...a little bit of justice.
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