Tuesday, May 6, 2003

When you have a child, and hold that child in your arms for the first time, you never imagine that child will one day leave a path of destruction, scribble on the back seat of your new car with crayon, kick his brother for no apparent reason, stuff the sink with toilet paper, write on EVERYTHING upstairs with a red permanent marker, not potty train until he's 4.5 years old and then potty train overnight like he'd been doing it his whole life, decorate the desk and (freshly painted) walls with black permanent marker after you were SURE you got rid of every permanent marker with a 5 mile radius, fall into a computer monitor and bust his eye wide open and bleed all over the floor, fall up concrete steps and knock 3 of his teeth back into his mouth eventually leading to him losing his top two teeth and bleeding all over, walking out of the house while you nurse your newest baby, in his underwear, chasing after his daddy and get picked up by a stranger that returns him to your house.

They never tell you those things, but I think they should. Just so you can be prepared.

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