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Wednesday, March 27, 2013

The indoctrination is almost complete

Today is picture day at preschool, and though J had an idea for what he wanted to wear, his choice proved to be too small (he is a giant lately!), so we had to move on to (my) plan B.  Only plan B was very wrinkled, so I told him I first had to find a coordinating (read: clean) undershirt and then I had to iron the shirt. 

"But Mommy," he said. "Daddy knows how to do the ironing and he isn't here."

"Yes, I know, but Mommy knows how, too."

"But Mommy, don't be silly.  Mommies don't iron!"

"Well, not usually, true, but they can in an emergency.  So I will iron your shirt today."

"Wait until Daddy hears this!"

Yes, yes, yes.  Everything is going according to plan!

3 comments:

Betsy Escandon said...

Well done, my friend. Well done.

Becca said...

Spencer asked me today if I ironed his underwear????? Seriously I barely even get his shirts ironed.

Betsy Escandon said...

My MIL ironed undershirts. I think it must be a holdover from before electric dryers -- might have been the only way to get some things completely dry in certain climates. It's the only explanation I can think of, besides masochism.