The other day while waiting in the doctor’s office for what might have been his second xray in a week, the boy was BORED. After sighing for about the hundredth time, he looked at the clock.
He then proceeded to rhythmically kick at the heels of his little sister, who was sitting very patiently next to him, happily people-watching in the busy waiting room. Of course, she wasn’t quiet for long, reacting in her usual manner. A whiny shriek is putting it mildly.
Quite irritated by this time, I said to him:
“L-ster. What are you doing?”
And he replied, “Mom, it’s that time of day. It’s in the schedule!”
Now you know how I am with schedules.
Puzzled, I asked, “What schedule?”
Rolling his eyes and laughing, he answered, “Come on, Mom. It’s the usual time when I’m supposed to annoy my sister.”
This kid. He’s good.