It’s been a weird day. Tonight I just wanted to chill with The Hubster and watch a little TV while my kids chilled in the next room watching some Old School Looney Tunes. But I couldn’t because one of the little monsters lost the remote to the TV that actually has cable and TiVo. The input select on the TV was set to some flippin’ AV-nonsense which meant I could only see a blank screen and with no remote there was nothing I could do about it.
Emma(4) swore she didn’t touch the remote. Aubrey (6) was at a friend’s house so I couldn’t ask her if she had seen it. Sadie (2) just nodded and said “Yeah, wee-mote,” every time I asked her about it.
So I cleaned Aubrey and Emma’s room in a desperate attempt to channel surf. I did not find the remote, but here’s what I did find…
1) A cereal bowl in Emma’s pajama drawer.
2) An artist’s palette under her covers.
3) A knitting needle under her pillow.
4) And what four-year-old DOESN’T have The Handbook of Knots on her bedside table? (I’m just guessing this is how she learned to rope her baby sister like a cowboy ropes a steer.)
This just further fuels my brother’s theory that Emma is going to be a female Jason Bourne one day. Be afraid people, be very afraid.
What’s the last thing your kids did that left you shaking your head and muttering, “Whhhhhaaaat the… ?”