Tuesday, September 11, 2007


this morning, in our kitchen

I went to dinner last week with Lincoln and Kat, and while we were leaving Lincoln turned to me and said,

"You know I hate to say it, but ... your kids really are damn cute. It's just wrong."

I know. It's true. And I also know that if there were any justice in the world, any fairness at all, my kids would be ugly and annoying as babies.

And whiney and selfish as kids.

And as teenagers they would skip class all the time, and when the school officer asked them where they thought were going, they would say,

"To my car. To go home. To sleep. Because I'm bored."

That would be justice. That would be karma. That would also fulfill my parents prophecy:

"Wo! Wo! Wo! unto the disobedient child who constantly skippeth class and faileth to obeyeth her parents, for Lo! she shall have children just like unto her. And yea, she shall shed many bitter tears, yea bitter tears of sorrow, while her parents shall laugh with glee."

Luckily, I married Christofer. And I think Chris has enough good karma saved up for the both of us.

Do you realize he only skipped class, like, once in High School? And even then he and his brother concocted an elaborate plan to get themselves excused, and then called their mother and asked for her permission. To me, this is insanity.

On the other hand, his insanity will probably save me years of hand-wringing and head-shaking, and prematurely grey-hairs, so ... let this be a lesson. Marry someone with good karma. Especially if you were a bratty adolescent.

It will make your kids damn cute.


Lincoln said...

I knew you were a brat but I had no idea you skipped class so much.

kat said...

i like that michael's a morning person.
like me.

The Jonathan Harmon Blog said...

I looked at the top picture of Michael and thought, "By golly, before you know it that kid will be on his mission, faaaaar away from his parents' nice camera."

Nama said...

geez, you're kids are cute! i just can't stand it!