ONCE upon a time, in a land not so far away, there was a queen. She lived a lovely life in her cottage sized castle with her husband and their three sons: Atrain the brave-heart; Jdog the jolly; and Doodle, the daring baby. The queen had a good heart, and she loved her boys with every piece of it. Every day in Frandsenland she works and plays and does her very best NOT to be evil. Sometimes she succeeds. This is her diary.
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
My Problem
Last Sunday Atrain kindly said to me, "What's your problem today, mom?" I was a little stunned by this question. This is not a phrase I use often, plus I was having a rather happy mommy day. So before my mothering confidence collapsed with worry about how I had offended my three year old I gave him the benefit of the doubt and replied, "I don't have any problems today, what's your problem?" He then proceeded to tell me what his 'problem' was, "My problem is to go to grandpatty's, then eat her rolls for dinner, then show Bellzozo my Darth Vader cape, then go home." he said. A relieved smile grew across my face, "oh," I said, then subtly corrected him, "Thats your plan? Good plan."
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He executed his problem/plan to perfection.
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