I should start this by saying that I had a really irritating day. I was tired and cranky and the girls were being really difficult and The Boy was locked on a conference call all day and I was just feeling really, really stretched to my limit.
About 4:00, I had had enough, so I put the girls in their carriage and took them for a walk. They aren't huge lovers of their car seats like some babies, but they usually sleep for a little while at least, as long as you are moving. And I figured that an hour or two would keep them busy until The Boy was done with work, and then he could occupy them and give me a break for a little while.
So, I got home, feeling a little more sane, but really ready for a nap...and I found that Munchkin was home from work and unpacking groceries. Which was good, as we needed food desperately. At first I figured that The Boy got done early and went to the store, so we had this conversation:
Me: Where's The Boy?
Munchkin: I think he is still on the phone.
Me: Where did all this food come from?
Munchkin: I went to the store. I figure you wouldn't have time.
Me: You are so sweet!
....Wait a second. How did you get all of the food home?
Munchkin: Oh, I took your car.
This, of course, would be all fine and dandy...PROVIDED THAT SHE HAD A DRIVER'S LICENSE!!!
Just to clarify, there is no part of me that finds this cute or funny. (OK, there is like 3% of me that does). And it is probably as mad as I have ever been at her...which isn't saying a whole lot, but I had some stern words for her. I am not sure that she appreciates what would happen if she got caught driving around. I know it is a small place, and the drive is a grand total of about 1/2 a mile, but there are just way, way too many things that could go horribly wrong.
I feel like I need to stay mad at her for at least like a day, although that is always hard. I think she got my point.
Oh, and seriously, maybe someone can yell at Papa Bear for teaching her to drive...
But shhh...don't tell anyone...I am really glad she went to the store, because I really didn't want to:-P.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
See, she isn't completely perfect...
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Ha ha, I am sorry, but I have to laugh. That’s a fantastic story. Love it!!!
I would never, ever, ever have dared to just use my Dad's car, even after he showed me how to drive when I was 15/ 16.
Over here you could only make the license with 18 anyway. (Now it’s down to 17)
Oh my God, I don't want to think about what would have happened if I would have taken the car AND told him that later.
You see, you should not drive so many automatic cars – would make it a lot harder for her to just take the car and go. :-)
omg this is hilarious but i totally understand/agree why you are mad. Holy cow, she's got some nerve! LOL. :)
I agree, very dangerous... but how cute is it that you have a teenage girl who takes the car to buy you groceries?! Even when she's bad, she's still good!
Wow, I would FREAK out. It's great she did it to help but seems like she is testing her boundaries a bit.
Aw, how do you stay mad at her and still appreciate that she went to the store for you? Oh the qualms of motherhood.
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