Wednesday, August 13, 2008
I’m sorry to admit it but I am a terrible mother! I am sitting here this evening tormenting my daughter for no apparent reason – just for sport. She was a bit concerned before our LA trip that the four of us girls would get tattoos. She knows there is a special connection between the four of us that has never existed between me and any friends before. I teased her occasionally before the trip that we were going to get one.
Well I am still tormenting her. While watching the Olympic divers tonight Mollie asked “What is on that diver’s back?” I think it was a scar. But I casually said “You don’t even know what is on my back.” Well that certainly rang her chimes! She pitched a fit!
“What is on your back?” she yelled!
“Nothing!” I answered truthfully and in my least convincing voice.
“Why did you say that?” She demanded.
“Just messing with you.” I truthfully answered again.
“Get up and let me see!” She demanded.
I refused since I was comfy cozy with the computer on my lap. The next thing I know she has text Eva asking “Does my mom have a tattoo on her back?”
My good buddy answered her back “You will have to ask her. Maybe she will show you. If she has one that is, I’m just saying…”
Once Mollie left the room Nick turns to me and says “We need to get a pen and …” Mollie pops back in to see me grinning at Nick and chuckling.
“What did you just say to Daddy?” she demanded!
Again I was totally truthful when, with a grin, I answered “Nothing!” He was the one talking to me!
Why do I do things like this? It’s so much fun! Don’t know if I will make it to bed without her tackling me and ripping my shirt off but if I do make it I must find some fake tattoos for Eva and me to put on our backs as we head to the pool Friday. Who says its not fun having kids around??