Today I thought about starting sentence with "OK, here's the situation..." And before I knew it, I was furiously scouring iTunes to make sure that I had "Parents Just Don't Understand" in the library (I do) because obviously no music collection would be complete without a 24 year old song from one of the decade's biggest movie stars. That's right, people under 30, before Will Smith was the Fresh Prince of Bel Air or a $20 million a movie guy who moonlights as a brainwasher, he was half of a goofy rap duo along with DJ Jazzy Jeff.
And now you have made me feel very old, so please go away.
Anyway, as I was singing along with that silly song in kitchen (because of course I played it as soon as I found it), I was confronted by a not-quite-three year old who wanted a ponytail. But once the ponytail was done, she wanted "ones on the sides" and the fit caused by one lowly ponytail instead of two was one of epic proportions. A fit that had breakfast remnants flying across the room and the insufficient, hated single ponytail disassembled in a rage. I think a good chunk of hair came out with it, but that may also be just an example of my lacklustre housekeeping skills.
Soon the storm was over, the ponytails were done as specified, the breakfast detritus was cleaned up and the not-quite-three year old was bopping along to the music. As I stood there, wondering what the fuck just happened, the chorus really brought it home.
Parents just don't understand.
LOL the perfect post after I just finished yelling at my daughter to stop yelling at her little brother and if she wanted someplace quiet to do her homework she has a beautiful desk in her room to do it on....
Ahhh...gotta love those temper tantrums! I'm not sure ANYONE understands two-year-olds.
I don't have kids, so I guess I never had to understand. :(
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