Sometimes I wish that other things could hear and understand my frustration.
I tell the dog to stop shedding and slobbering all over the place. She wags her tail as if I just told her that Star Trek is on . . . . That is to say that she doesn’t understand.
I tell toilet to stop clogging because it grosses me out to plunge a poopy toilet, but it doesn’t listen. It clogs even more.
I tell the toaster to stop burning my toast, but it doesn’t understand.
I tell the ants to stop coming into my house uninvited, but they don’t understand.
I tell my daughters to clean up after themselves, but they don’t understandsta- . . . . Wait a minute. . . . . Yes they do. It just seems like they don’t. Sometimes I forget that they actually understand English.
They hear, they just choose to ignore you. Sort of like your daughters…:) I know all about that.
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What? You mean my kids DO understand English? Dang, they sure had me fooled all these years.
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“Sometimes I wish that other things…I tell my daughters…” They might not be listening because you call them things :”) But hey kids aren’t meant to listen to others anyways 😀
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Haha Sounds like a case of Painted on Ears.
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So glad to hear I’m not alone in this too-real struggle.
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I’m a little worried that nobody else is concerned about you taking a selfie at the toilet.
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Hahahaha!
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