Friday, February 29, 2008

Eh? What'd You Say?

Please tell me the screaming and screeching phase doesn't last long.


What was that?

Speak up, I can't hear you!

Seriously, I'm surprised the husband's ear drums didn't shatter tonight when we were on the phone and E decided to climb up me and shriek right next to it every five seconds. My head is pounding and my ears are still ringing. I'm coming down with something involving a fever, chills and a sore throat, so the patience level was non-existent by the time the kid was deposited in her lid-less cage for the night. Thankfully, it's the weekend and there are five unsuspecting grandparents to pawn her off on.

Although, this is an excellent payback for the drum set next door. In fact, we hung out on that side of the apartment most of the day.


Coal Miner's Granddaughter said...

Oh, yeah. The screaming may stop, but the whole, "Wow! Parental unit on the phone! Must interfere, NOW!" will end in about, oh, 18 years?


Karen said...

The screaming is just a phase. We treated it like a disobedience and said "NO" enough that they caught on. Thankfully.