It Ain’t Easy Being My Daughter
July 12, 2008 @ 4:55 am | Filed under: Family
Me: Hey, will you grab my tea on your way? It’s on the counter.
Jane arrives, hands me my iced tea.
Me: Thanks. That’s all I wanted.
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lol — I love it! — I do the same thing!
On July 12, 2008 at 9:29 am
Christina Martin says:
That’s become a family joke around here, ever since a couple of Thanksgivings ago. Teen daughter said “Grandpa, could you stand up for a sec?” He did. “As long as you’re up, would you get me a glass of water?”
On July 12, 2008 at 9:39 am
Allison Fouse says:
On July 12, 2008 at 10:54 am
My children know that pain well.
On July 12, 2008 at 1:39 pm
Oooh, you’re terrible! I have to steal that trick!
On July 12, 2008 at 4:16 pm
One weekend back in the dark ages, before remote controls had been invented, I was upstairs in my room reading. My father yelled my name from downstairs somewhere, and I came running, afraid that he was hurt or sick. Nope: he wanted me to change the TV channel for him. The TV was about 12 feet away from him. He didn’t do that again.
On July 13, 2008 at 2:33 pm
Oooh, sneakola! I must remember that for later. I doubt I’ll get off with blinks though: I will likely get groans and rolling eyes.
On July 14, 2008 at 8:37 pm
I do that very same thing. I also call the cell phones of my older daughters when they leave them downstairs. When they race downstairs to answer them, I say, “While you’re down here, would you…..”
On July 19, 2008 at 6:22 am
He He, isn’t this why we all had kids in the first place? So we would not have to pay servants.
On July 24, 2008 at 8:43 pm