Children will teach you never to think too highly of yourself. I was goofing around while doing the dishes, while the kids cleaned up the family room. This is necessary because otherwise Mommy and Daddy come down after bedtime wondering how terrorists managed to detonate a roadside IED in our house without our knowing it. So anyway, I was singing a little ditty I made up on the spot, sung to the tune of XTC’s Sgt. Rock:
Sgt. Mommy’s going to help me
After dinnertime, keep ’em stood in line
Sgt. Mommy’s going to help me
Make the kids mind, keep ’em stood in line
Evie looked at me very seriously and said, “Daddy, is that a real song?”
“Yes, honey, it is,” I replied, “only I changed the words because I thought it was funny.”
Sayeth the girl not yet five years of age, “Well, I don’t think it’s very funny, because I wasn’t laughing at it very much.”
That is indeed funny. Your audience will grow to appreciate your finely hewn sensibilities. Or at least she’ll move out one day. 🙂