The Rooster has a doll named Baby Stella.
She meant to bring it with her to school today, but she forgot.
Because I wouldn't go back and get it for her, I had to suffer Tennessee Williams all the way to daycare.
Oh. Mah. Got.
Friday, April 04, 2008
Pulitzer Prize for Drama
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Interesting. Roo and Avery must have been drinking the same coo-coo water this morning...
I think you better give up on Mother of the Year for this year - I mean if you're not going to turn around to get Baby Stella ....
Tee Hee! Sugarplum forgets something once in awhile too... or doesn't decide she wants it until we are already in the car and on the freeway. I tell her "It's too late to go back home, you can play with it tonight"
"NOO!!! I WANT to go back home!" Usually I threaten to turn off the Children's Music CD and she settles down.
Stellllllllaaaaa Stelllllllaaaaaa.
You should have taped it and sent in to America's Funniest Videos....I bet her arms were outstreached and everything.
Hahahaha. Did you talk her into naming the Baby Stella because you knew it would make excellent blog fodder one day?
We forgot the Poodle Named Fancy this morning. Only I DID have to go back for it, because it was to take to kindergarten round-up and every kid was to bring a stuffed animal.
Thank goodness we live close by, or I would have had to make her go without. The horror!
When this happens to me, I almost want to stop the car, turn around and say, "What do you want me to do?? Pull it out of my ass????!"
But I haven't.
Yet.
LMAO!!!! I love the Rooster. So funny. :)
(But I'm sorry about your eardrums.)
I don't turn around either. I'm a mean mom!
Did Baby Stella give you a what-for when you returned home as well? LOL!
All these years I've wondered what Brando was really yelling about.
Who knew he was just pissed about a doll?
That is every day at my house.
I'm serious.
You are SO MEAN!
Ariel caused a similar reaction for my little darlin. I feel your pain.
OMG, that was US two weeks ago with stuffed bunnies!
Her tiny teacher finally carried her into school, kicking and screaming with rain boots on.
Aren't we proud?
Oh Roo. You make me giggle because I wasn't in the car with you.
(My girl's the competition. The drama doesn't end when they get older I'm sad to say...)
LOL - I have been there many times. Luckily none of her things are named Stella.
The only time I did go back (and subsequently missed my train) was last week when I forgot the X-ray for "X" day Show & Tell.
Oh, dear.
Could have been worse .. could have been Ibsen.
Lisa's right. There's a very real chance that it won't get any better.
How's that for tidings of great joy?
I've been searching for that ringtone forever. What I wouldn't give to hear "Stella!!" whenever my husband called me up.
I wish I had a girl. Seriously. Even if she screamed like Marlon Brando from the back seat.
Oh man.
Sounds like my daughter too...
Every time she acts up I yell,
"D - R - A - M - A!!!!" Then sing "Drama Queen" to the tune of "Dancin' Queen"...
She has now started to do THAT instead of tantrum...It's so much funnier to watch....
Oh, the coincidences!
I posted last week about my New Orleans trip with BOSSY and Tennessee Williams and, yes, Stella!
http://tinyurl.com/2jj6uj
STELLAAA!!!!
Sorry...just had to say (spell) it.
Buy her another doll and encourage her to name it Adrienne. That would be cool if she forgot it and started yelling:
ADRIENNE!! ADRIENNE!!
that photo is scary!!! :)
tagged you! Not done it for ages... if you have time
x :)
We had a similar situation with doudou the other day. Guess who dropped Munchkin off, then turned around for home and then right back to daycare? Sigh. Yes, it was me.
You're allright.
Oh, great. Something else I gotta think about. He is already starting to get attached to a little blue blanket/bear. I'd better buy more . . .
Hahaha.
I never ever used to go back to get the homework, lunch, violins or whatever my kids left home even though it would kill me inside.
I'm such a mean mom, but my kids grew up to be very successful.
I taught my kids that when you put your hand on the doorknob to leave the house, stop and think, "do I have everything, i.e. keys?" They still do it 20 years later.
Makes you want to bang your head on the steering wheel, doesn't it?
I'd settle for wailing instead of a lecture. My 3 yo forgot his "working man" gloves (even after I asked if he wanted them). Whined, and whined. I told him "Oh well, maybe tomorrow you'll remember them." Next day, we're driving to day care and I comment that I forgot my sunglasses...."oh well, mommie, too bad. Maybe tomorrow you'll remember them." I think they should have to be at least 8 before using your words against you!
For me, it's like Find Wall. Bang Head. Repeat.
I feel your pain.
hahaha- I don't turn around either. And yeah, it's with the knowledge that I will loose a bit of my hearing in the process but it's the price of dealing with the tiny tyrants...
I'm laughing SO hard over here...
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