Me
Bath time in o-o-n-n-e minute!
3-year-old
Two minutes!
Me
One minute.
3-year-old
Two minutes! Two minutes! Two minutes!
Me
OK, two minutes.

One minute later…

Me
Bath time! Everybody upstairs!
3-year-old
OK! [Runs upstairs.]
Me (muttering)
Stay in school, kid.
Wife
You’re evil.
Me
What? It’s not like he can tell time.
Wife
That’s so bloggable.
Me
Excellent! It’s not like he can read either.

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Twelve comments here (latest comments)

  1. Evil but great.
    Enjoy these moments while you can because kids learn quick!

    — patricia #

  2. Not yet.

    — Justin Watt #

  3. Adorable!

    — Noah Slater #

  4. Best set this post to delete before he does then, otherwise:

    Years Later…

    Kid
    I’m off out dad.
    Dad
    Be back for midnight!
    Kid
    OK! ;)

    — Mark C #

  5. Bah, different css for comments :(

    — Mark C #

  6. Viewing source reveals “<p><dialog></p>” and “<p></dialog></p>”. WP needing some HTML5 hacking it seems.

    — Henri Sivonen #

  7. Wonderful isn’t it? :)

    — Koen Van der Auwera #

  8. Hacking achieved. (That would also explain why my dialog dd CSS didn’t match last night.)

    — Mark #

  9. Holy parallel lives, Batman. Just last night my 3 year old was giving me a pretend haircut. After which he gave me a pretend lollipop.

    3-year-old Would you like a lollipop?
    Me You just gave me one.
    3-year-old You want two?
    Me Sure.

    3 year old realizes I have all the pretend lollipops

    3-year-old Can I have a lollipop?
    Me Here you go.
    3-year-old Can I have two?

    Relate tale to Wife.

    Wife You should blog that.

    — Pete Lacey #

  10. Can’t believe yer old ladies encourage this

    — Dogboy #

  11. When I tell my impatient five year old to wait two minutes she yells back “Two minutes! 1, 2!”

    Despite how frustrating and ill-timed that always seems, it never fails to crack me up.

    — Mike #

  12. My 11 month old fraternal twins babble to each other constantly. Yesterday they were babbling right in front of me.

    My daughter “Yabble yobblee yoo naany noo goo”

    My son “Yoodle yabble yoo yoo nana goo”

    My daughter “Yooboo yanna gaabble goo”

    She looks at me then at her at brother “Ya noona noo, Dada”

    My son starts cracking up histerally looking at me.

    She then looks at me and starts cracking up too.

    I think she’s making fun of me. And I think he knows it.

    — Equitone #

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