I was preparing a little surprise snack (marshmallows, chocolate chips and butterscotch chips – a little, surprise, healthy snack) when I heard Ruby from the other room:
RUBY: Hey mom! What are you doing?
ME: Making a surprise.
RUBY: Is it marshmallows and chocolate chips?
ME: (Insert flabbergasted face here) Uh no…it’s a surprise.
(I deliver the surprise.)
RUBY: (To Emma) I told you it was marshmallows and chocolate chips.
ME: …and butterscotch chips!
RUBY: Why do you try to surprise us all the time?
ME: Maybe next time I’ll surprise you with a surprise time-out…how about that?
RUBY: Well I already know about it so it can’t be a surprise.
ME: (In my head) How about a surprise trip to the orphanage you little…
Am I the only one who’s 4-year-old has been abducted by attitude aliens during the night, and replaced by a walking, talking bad mood? She’s been horrible lately with the talk back! And she’s always “bored” now. I thought only teenagers got bored.
I mean she’s incredibly sweet and would love to come to your house for a play-date. Maybe even a sleep-over? Call me.