Thursday, April 9, 2009

You wouldn't let me have any cigarettes!

There are mornings when just getting anything going in the proper direction is a challenge for only the bravest of souls. When you are the mother of six children this can seem like an understatement. Then there are the moments that bring all the others into perspective and quietly you are renewed. In my case, this morning, brought one of these moments with my 7 year old. She tends to be where most of my funny moments originate. As I sat on the couch this morning checking my e-mails and doing my make up, my little pixie entered the room. Still dressed in her pajamas and carrying her new game, guess who, she plopped herself on the couch across from me. I looked up briefly, smiled and went back to my e-mailing response. She set up her game, and began to play it, which required asking herself a number of questions about her playing surface. I smiled again, she coughed and I started.
"What was that?" I asked, horrified, as the cough in question was deep and full.
" My cough." She replied.
For a moment I wracked by brain for the origin of the 'cough' and than I remembered she had been around a smoker the day before. Ahh... Now it made sense.
" You were around cigarette smoke yesterday." I explained, in a rhetorical fashion, already back to my e-mail.
" ...But...I didn't have a cigarette yesterday!" I looked up at her sincere and emphatic statement. Her Hazel eyes were wide under her strawberry blond shaggy bangs. " You didn't let me!" I stared at her, momentarily speechless and than I murmured " Good Point...very good point." She smiled sweetly at me and continued the strange game she was playing and I patted my self on the back for being the good parent I obviously was. After all, I had put my foot down and as a result my 7 year old does not smoke.

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