One thing I discovered long ago is that after being around kids all day, their voices, no matter how urgent or persistent, tend to become background noises. Such was the case today as Eva leapt back and forth across our sleeping (or more accurately, sleep-deprived) dog.
“Mama, watch me jump over the Bean!” she requested as I was reading up on the economic stimulus package. (Or maybe it was an OMG article about celebs in sultry stockings. I don’t quite remember.)
“Ugh huh. That’s great, Eva,” I droned from behind my computer screen.
“Mama, you need to watch me right now!” she persisted.
“Hold on, I’ll get you more chocolate milk in a minute,” I mumbled.
“MAMA!” she demanded, “I’LL THROW MY UNDERPANTS ON YOUR FACE IF YOU DON’T WATCH ME DO THIS!”
You’ve got to hand it to my girl. She knows what she wants, she goes for it, and she gets it—in this case, my undivided attention.