Tuesday, July 08, 2008

Innocence, Thy Name Is Little Man

Today the alarm went off at 6 ayem.

I, however, did not.

I haven't slept well the past few nights, so I decided to do the Fifteen More Minutes Waltz. Unfortunately, it turned into the Two Hours And Fifteen Minutes Snore-a-thon, and I woke up fifteen minutes later than I would normally leave for work.

Usually Hubster would be home long before then and would have hauled my sorry behind out of bed, but this morning he had to go pick up Little Man and Sweetie Pie from the Eldest Daughter. She had Things To Do, and needed a sitter.

So as I was in the bathroom getting ready with only my upper undergarment on, I heard a little voice say, "Hi Gramma! Whatcha doin'?"

Trying to make light of the fact that I was HALF NAKED, that's what. I immediately sat down on the porcelain appliance and said, "Getting ready for work, Little Man. What're YOU doin'?"

He answered by saying,"Well, Grampa just broughted me here and I came up to see you. Why are you goin' potty?"

Three-year-olds. Honest, direct, to the point. I changed the subject and told him I had to finish getting ready for work, so he'd better go downstairs and see what Grandpa was doing. Then I rushed off to work without telling anyone goodbye and got there only 20 minutes late.

At lunchtime I called home.

"How's it going, Little Man?"

"Just fine, but Gramma? You dint tell me bye when you goed in your car."

"I'm sorry, Little Man. I won't do that again."

"Yeah, alright. Don't do that 'gin."

And that, as they say, was that.


Linds said...

How cute is he! I think he put you in your place quite well, Gramma!

Good you got some extra much needed sleep though.

Jo said...

That is just too cute for words. I love the way a three year old unknowingly can put a grown-up on the spot without knowing that they are doing it.