Little Shit, Jr.


Lori’s First Day of Preschool, showing out in the green overalls by the Duster

circa 1976

Sara’s First Day of Preschool, showing out in her favorite sparkly pink ballerina shirt by the Minivan

circa 2008

My Mom’s secret nickname for me has always been “Little Shit”.  Now I know why.

Tonight at dinner:

Mommy: Sara, you are not using good manners.  I’d like for you to use good manners so you will be welcome wherever you go.  At bedtime you get 3 stories.  If you do not choose to behave at dinner, your consequence will be 2 stories.

Sara: I only want 2 stories.

Mommy:  Fine, 2 stories it is.

A few additional minutes of unacceptable manners.

Mommy: Sara, I’m not doing this tonight.  Just get down from the table and don’t ask me for a snack later.  You’re not getting it.

Sara: Yeah, I’ll just take that 1 story.

And she WALKS AWAY.


2 responses to “Little Shit, Jr.”

  1. Sara, you have a brave Momma. But just remember she has been there before. She still has some tricks up her sleeve. Aunt Keri is getting paid back for her monkey days right now. Bryce’s Nana is very much enjoying herself right now.

  2. I am just going to get a box of popcorn, and sit back and watch the show. Ha Ha Love Grandma