Last night, I was just so exhausted so I joked around with Cole and Bella, saying "can you all just read yourselves some bedtime stories and put yourselves to bed?". They looked at me very seriously and said:
Cole: We can't read ourselves bedtime stories because we're not parents.
Bella: Yeah, we're just little kids AND I don't know how to read.
Me: When will you know how to read?
Cole: In about 50 hours...no wait, not quite 50 hours. Maybe 10 minutes.
Bella: It's gonna take me 2 weeks to learn how to read.
Cole: Shut-up Bella
Bella: No, you shut up...
Cole: I'm not your friend
Bella: Well, I'm not your twin anymore
Cole: I don't care...maybe then you'll shut up
Then, while trying really hard to not laugh, I had to explain to them that telling each other to "shut up" wasn't nice. So Cole told Bella "shut your pie hole" and then turned to me and said "that was okay, I didn't say shut up, I just told her to shut her pie hole". Who knew 3 yrs old could reason and justify?
BTW, thanks for the comments yesterday about being world's worst mother. I'm comforted to know I'm not the only one who is challenged by parenthood on a daily basis!!
Let's talk about lunches... yours, not kids
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