“Someone please let the dog in.” requested in a nice, cheery voice. Because really? It was a simple thing, all that needed to be done was open the sliding glass door to let in the dog who was about to body slam her way through the window.
Crickets chirping.
“Someone. Please. Let the dog in!” voice a decibel or two higher.
Crickets and grass growing.
“SOMEONE! PLEASE! LET! THE! DOG! IN! NOOOOOWWWW!!!” exclaimed with a slightly louder than indoor voice.
Crickets, grass growing, needle being hid in a haystack.
Nothing.
No movement. No response. NO NOTHING.
So…
I walk into the living room. Where the sliding glass door is that the dog is trying to scratch her way through. Where there is a child laying down on the couch, iTouch in hand, oblivious to my voice and the noise of glass being scratched and clawed at.
I walk into the kitchen. Where there are 3 kids sitting around the table, staring into space.
I say, LOUDLY…
GO LET THE DOG IN. ONE OF YOU. NOW!
One of the children, who will remain nameless, looks up. She rolls her eyes (dead giveaway that there is a blood relation to me).
“OMG Mom. Why are you always yelling at us?”
Cough. Choke. Gagging on horrible words that are pounding on my teeth which are biting my lips.
So…
I roll my eyes.
I head to the living room, where the kid on the iTouch hasn’t moved.
I walk over to the sliding glass door that is threatening to explode due to a dog trying to claw her way out of the scorching heat and back into an air-conditioned house.
I open the door and let the poor thing in.
As I hear my husband, who is in the kitchen pouring himself a cup of coffee…
“Yeah, you really DO yell WAY too much.”
UGH.
So, I walk into the garage. And I SCREAM.
LOl – this scenario is one that takes place in this house as well. What is it with the kids (and sometimes Hubbies) that they don’t seem to hear when we speak?
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Heh, I actually clapped to snap the attention the other day. I also find it effective to turn off the TV, or at least change the channel. ESPN is a very effective attention grabber! đŸ˜‰
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You really are too nice. My kids did something similar the other day. One wound up slammed against a wall, the other was left with a palm full of something that was once electronic and worked before I got a hold of it. Oh and the dogs? Wound up sleeping in their beds for the weekend while I locked the kids in the crate. The next time I tell them to open the door and let the dogs in, I bet they won’t.
Kids are assholes. Husbands are too.
Next time, instead of sneaking into my house and eavesdropping on my conversation with the kids and reporting on it, let me know that you’re there and I will make you some lemonade slushies with lemon vodka and appetizers.
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Yep. Same in our house. No one hears me until I start yelling.
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Same at our house. Very frustrating.
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Lock the doors when they go out and “forget” to let them in đŸ™‚
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Oh my That happens here all the time !!!!!!!
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I can so relate. Do you know how many times a day I begin a sentence with “AND MOMMY EVEN ASKED YOU NICELY 47 TIMES BEFORE I GOT TO THIS POINT…”
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I can so relate to this! Another thing that makes me crazy is when my husband will (knowingly) irritate me to the point that I can’t take it anymore. When I finally explode, he wonders why I’m so bitchy. Seriously?!
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oh shit, been there do that.
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This could have been my house. Sigh.
Replace the dog with the phone or bell ringing ringing or something of the sort, and you’ve got my house. Where I apparently yell too much, too.
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