I swear my children produce some sort of chemical that blocks out the sound of my voice. It doesn't matter what I ask, how I ask it or how many times I repeat myself. They will just carry on with life as usual and ignore me until a little light goes on and I get that strange look indicating they've finally registered, "oh she's talking to me..."
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Mom Confession of the Week
Posted by Jaime at 10:44 AM
Labels: Life Mom Confessions
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Logan has a serious problem with this. It drives me nuts & makes me look like the crazy lady when we're at the park & I'm yelling at him, "Hey! Are you listening to me?!"
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