The ride to day care this morning was accompanied by the full seven minute singalong rendition of the popular Beatles hit Hey Drew, replete with my 3 year old’s giggles (I think Drew fully believes it’s Hey Drew–I’ve “fooled” him completely).
Alyssa, however, spent the drive with her hands over her ears, scowling because Daddy wouldn’t let her spend the extra 45 minutes she apparently needed to find the “other jacket” (of questionable existence, if you ask me). She’s “very angry” at Daddy (and Daddy laughing because she’s so cute didn’t help, either).
I’m sure I’ll pay for all this in twenty years when the kids are in therapy reliving all my evils as a parent…