It's 1 pm and I'm already drinking.
Apr. 28th, 2006 01:52 pm I keep the refrigerator door partly closed so the kids can't see what I'm doing. So good, so cold, so sweet. I close my eyes and roll the chocolate milk around in mouth a bit before swallowing.
I'm my own boss, but I don't whether it's my inner boss or my inner peon that falls down some days. Either way, customer satisfaction is suffering. 5 tells me he's 'this close' to not caring about me because I won't give him the chocolate pudding he wants. 3 seems to have forgotten where the toilet is. 1/2 is squalling because his diaper is wet and he wants to be soothed to sleep.
Fortunately brand loyalty is high in these parts. Some hot food, a diaper change and a bit of snuggling and all will be forgiven. I tell 5 gently that I will never stop caring about him even if he doesn't always do what I want. He frowns, sensing a rebuke.
I'm my own boss, but I don't whether it's my inner boss or my inner peon that falls down some days. Either way, customer satisfaction is suffering. 5 tells me he's 'this close' to not caring about me because I won't give him the chocolate pudding he wants. 3 seems to have forgotten where the toilet is. 1/2 is squalling because his diaper is wet and he wants to be soothed to sleep.
Fortunately brand loyalty is high in these parts. Some hot food, a diaper change and a bit of snuggling and all will be forgiven. I tell 5 gently that I will never stop caring about him even if he doesn't always do what I want. He frowns, sensing a rebuke.