parenting moments like these....
Make it all worthwhile.
I'm talking the teenagers, where pay back is so hard to come by.
A conversation with Sophie earlier
"mum, have you got any hair gel?"
"Soph, whatever I have is in your room, if it's not there, I don't have it"
"oh...I'll look in Jordan's room"
Conversation over, various trottings into front room to show me hair and ask how it looks ( as she is going out, in the dark and the weather)
several tries later she is happy.
"BYE!!"
"Bye darlin'"
Me...I am going out, have shower, go into Sophies rom to switch on MY hair straighteners......see she did find some gel, oh good......uh oh, look closer. it is a tube, remarkably similar to hair gel except it is SHAVING GEL. She has used shaving gel which is hysterical in itself , the fact that it is really REALLY raining and she refuses to wear a jacket and every umbrella I own has been lost every other time she used them.
It is mean, probably to find humour in this, I just keep imagining her walking into her friends house with a head full of foam. Ack...actually I sort of feel sorry for her too ... I called her, she is whistling with laughter, she is my child, all is well.
I'm talking the teenagers, where pay back is so hard to come by.
A conversation with Sophie earlier
"mum, have you got any hair gel?"
"Soph, whatever I have is in your room, if it's not there, I don't have it"
"oh...I'll look in Jordan's room"
Conversation over, various trottings into front room to show me hair and ask how it looks ( as she is going out, in the dark and the weather)
several tries later she is happy.
"BYE!!"
"Bye darlin'"
Me...I am going out, have shower, go into Sophies rom to switch on MY hair straighteners......see she did find some gel, oh good......uh oh, look closer. it is a tube, remarkably similar to hair gel except it is SHAVING GEL. She has used shaving gel which is hysterical in itself , the fact that it is really REALLY raining and she refuses to wear a jacket and every umbrella I own has been lost every other time she used them.
It is mean, probably to find humour in this, I just keep imagining her walking into her friends house with a head full of foam. Ack...actually I sort of feel sorry for her too ... I called her, she is whistling with laughter, she is my child, all is well.
7 Comments:
HAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
He he
That's hilarious!!!
What a funny story, it's great that she can laugh at herself.
hahahahha!
Too funny...hahahah
OMG Hilarious! I'm curious as to what happened! :)
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