April 18, 2008
There are no popsicles in h*ll.
Posted by traceysolomon under Uncategorized | Tags: humor, Mom is not the devil, or is she?, parenting, random domesticity |Youngest child: “MOMMY! I want a popsicle!”
Mommy: “No, it’s almost time for dinner.”
Youngest child: “I will eat my dinner-I promise! - I’m STARVING for a popsicle.”
Mommy: “I said, NO.”
Youngest child: “PLEEEEEEASE?” (voice pitch rising to a whine that only dogs can hear level…)
Mommy: “You can have one after dinner, not now.”
Youngest Child: “MOMMY, I NEED a popsicle!”
Mommy: “If you ask me again- you won’t get any after dinner, either.”
Youngest child. Arms crossed. Brows furrowed. “You are the devil”.
I’ve been a mom for over 18 years I thought I’d heard it all…. I’ve been called a lot of things.. but really now, The Devil? Hilarious. Told you- there are no popsicles in h*ll, because apparently I am the devil and do not allow them.
Mental note- Next week buy nasty tasting sugar free popsicles…. that’ll teach him.
4 Responses to “There are no popsicles in h*ll.”
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April 18, 2008 at 9:35 pm
This is just further proof of what a good job you’re doing as a mother. If your child thinks you’re his/her best friend, then you’re in a heap of trouble!
April 18, 2008 at 10:23 pm
Ha!
Ann Ryan
April 19, 2008 at 12:13 am
Oh, that is too funny! You Go Mom!
Thanks for the chuckle!
April 25, 2008 at 3:58 am
I can give you my mum’s secret recipe for homemade sour orange juice and yogourt popsicles if you like. Emphasis on the sour orange juice that tasted kinda like she added baking soda to the OJ.