All week long we’ve been doing “heart service” at our house. At any given time you could walk into your room to find a made bed, or cleaned up toys with a little heart left behind. Go Go has seriously gotten into this and several times I heard him run into the room and frantically shout, “Where are hearts?!!! I need to do some service!” Here’s our collection of service hearts.
This morning the boys found our dinning room Heart Attacked with strawberry covered waffles on the table. This was my “heart service” to the family today. Mr. President walked in and said in his typical derogatory tone, “Mom, why are there hearts everywhere?” Meaning, “Come on, mom, can’t you keep the place a little more picked up?” “It’s a HEART attack, Pres,” I tried to explain, “You know, hearts attacked our dinning room??…..nevermind.” It loses so much of the fun when you have to explain it as we often have to with Mr. Pres. Literal to a fault! Halfway through breakfast he finally said, “OHHH, I get it! HEART ATTACK!” Sigh. Hard work is wasted on the young. At least my hard work for my young. And as a final blow, Blue Jeans found unholy glee in tearing all the hearts off the walls and windows.

Are you sure that his tone is condescending? I\’m not saying the president is never condescending, but could it be that sometimes your mistaking his tone. There are times when I\’m convinced my boss is angry from his tone of voice, but them something happens in the conversation that makes it clear that he was just being careful. Number one often thinks I\’m angry when I\’m not. She sometimes gets the feeling from my tone of voice andsometimes from me jerking things around when I\’m in a hurry and I may be anxious, but not angry.Will anyone besides the person I\’m responding to see this?
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i love the pic of blue jeans!!!! He is so cute!! XD
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