Mommy’s Story: Whose Mouth is it Anyway?

Recently Michael’s mommy brought him to Ms. K’s in the morning, taking over my burden as I had to get to work extra early.

He usually clings to her quite a bit, probably thinking that if he latches on hard enough, he can keep her from leaving him.

She ended up carrying him inside. He just didn’t want to go.

She tried to cheer him up.

“Would you like me to come get you after nap, before I pick up your sister at school?”

No answer.

“Would you like some chocolate?”

No answer.

“What’s the matter?”

Softly, with as few words as possible, he said he was a statue.

“Well, can you at least nod your head when I ask something?”

He rolled his eyes and gave short little derisive snort.

“My mouth is not working.”

“It’s not?”

“No. It won’t start working until yours stops.”

8 Responses to Mommy’s Story: Whose Mouth is it Anyway?

  1. Oh my goodness, I am roaring with laughter. LOL!!!

  2. THAT IS FANTASTIC!!! Oh that is so funny!!!

  3. Sometimes you just can’t win.

  4. Michael’s Mommy takes a heck of a lot of abuse from that little bugger.

  5. 'cuz I'm the mommy, that's why!

    I wish my “statues” worked that way!

  6. surprised mom

    OMG! I am falling on the floor laughing. That was just wonderful! Thanks for sharing! What was Michael’s Mommy’s reaction?

  7. @surprised – According to her, she retorted with “Well, mine won’t stop until yours starts saying nice things.”

  8. Out of the mouths of babes comes such trite yet deep and to the point comments. Be careful with this one, he knows too much….