You No Yell at Me

You know that part in The Incredibles when Syndrome is talking about something - surely he's monologuing - and he's all, "lame, Lame, LAME, LAME!, LAME!!!!!"? In a crescendo? That's me lately. I haven't read a friend's blog in...ummm...I don't know how long. I barely watch any t.v. Sadly, I'm two weeks behind on Chuck, Heros, Life, and Lost. Wow. That's a lot of one-word shows. But I never fall too far behind on Burn Notice. (And, btw, that 'up 18% in popularity' on that site? All me. My new theme song? "Drag" by Placebo. Playing a LOT of catch up these days...but if I'm being honest with myself (and Jodi and Allie) it's really cuz I'm a gym rat. Ha ha ha!!!

But apparently, the one thing I'm NOT dragging in is my ability to yell at Calvin. With an aside: whenever he gets in trouble (no matter WHAT tone of voice is being used), he's getting 'yelled at'. So, I'm in my bathroom getting ready the other day when I hear that most sweet above all sounds sound of my child singing to himself. He's been singing "Popcorn Popping" a lot lately so I thought it was that. Silly me. So I stopped what I was doing and moved closer to the family room so I could hear him better. Silly me. I made out these strains to a Calvin original (sing-songy voice and everything):

My mommy yell at me...

My mommy yell at me...

I say, "you no yell at me"

My mommy yell at me

And she no say sorry

Ah...the sweet sound of children's song. So I had to immediately pre-empt his visit to school that day and tell his teacher that we do NOT spend the better part of the day yelling at this child. And then I reminded her of my yearly teacher pact: "I'll only believe half of what they say about school if you promise to do the same about home."