humor of the grumpy variety

The Kidling has been on a weeks-long whine binge. Nary a word is spoken in the sweet contralto with which she was blessed and every sentence she utters makes my blood pressure spike. And you know what? It turns out anything said with a whine loses all traces of humor.

Except this.

Friday afternoon, my bored, exhausted, post-long-day-at-the-office-with-mom child was getting ready for a sleepover.

Brilliant, Mama. Brilliant. Impeccable timing, no?

I have no idea what I said or did, but finally, she had had it. Hands on hips and voice raised ten million decibels, she shouted at me, “I’m at my rear end!”

I was at my rear end, too… until the Kidling shouted at me. Then, I regained my perspective–and my sense of humor–and thanked the universe that I got the crazy munchkin I got.


About The Mamahttp://kidlingville.comProfessional talker, editor, emailer, problem solver, adjunct lecturer, blogger, and mother to the brilliantly absurd Kidling.

26 thoughts on “humor of the grumpy variety

    • Happy to be of service!

      And I hope you don’t mind, but I edited your comment. I am trying to phase out The Kidling’s given name. I won’t be offended if you prefer to delete it. I live with The Kidling, after all: it takes a lot to offend me.


      • Oh, sorry about that! I actually was wondering as you have started referring to her as The Kidling exclusively. I went back to your way earlier posts to see if her name was still there, before I posted the comment. I will make sure to use her cute handle of The Kidling in my future comments. 🙂

  1. Today, while talking to my 3 yr old, I was mooned and told to kiss her butt. I ran out of the room, and -hiding my laughter- begged my wife to intervene. Kids. Love em.

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