'Rrrring!' our doorbell keeps on ringing. Ignoring it is useless, because they'll just ring it again. And again. And Again. And if I stÃll don't come to the door, they'll just park their finger on it and keep it there.
This time it turned out to one of the neighbourhood kids, looking up at me with eyes shining with great expectations. 'Can Pete come out and play?'
'He's on a playdate with Hank,' I had to disappoint him.
'Can I play with John then?' he wanted to know.
'John is still in school,' and 'Mary and Jane have gone to the mall. All I've got left is Michael.'
'Okay,' he sighed. 'I'll take hÃm.'
So now they're happily playing outside, but I'm worried about my stock running out.
The next kid who wants to play with one of my children, will have to make do with my husband. He's all I've got left.
Ah yes, the neighborhood kids around here do the same thing with the doorbell. Delightful, isn't it?
ReplyDeleteLOL! Hope your husband knows how to share ;)
ReplyDeleteHaha! This is really funny. :)
ReplyDeleteOne of mine got grounded in high school and one of his friends was in the house...playing video games with my husband!!!
ReplyDeleteHaha.. that's cool that your kids have so many playmates to play with.
ReplyDeletewhat a funny post--- i've only got the two so I'd run out real quick!
ReplyDeleteToo funny! All the neighbourhood 10 year olds come to play with my 2 year old! Guess they're really desperate!
ReplyDeleteLOL! Sometimes husbands act just like kids!
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ReplyDeletehaha adorable post, loved it!
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