Sometimes, we give advice that goes unheeded. This was not one of those times. Linking up with Ivy's Six Sentence Stories. This week's prompt: given. (And if this seems familiar, you are either an astute reader or a family member; I realized after writing it that I have already related this story three years ago, in a remarkably similar fashion.)
I have heard it referred to as the "arsenic hour"--that frantic time right before dinner, when the kids can't wait any longer, but the food hasn't quite made it to the table. Whatever it is called, I was in it. If I could only slow down the constant, "Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!" demands. Trying to be patient, I advised, "Just hold your horses." Amazingly, it worked. My toddler trotted off to his room. . .only to return obediently--with a little plastic toy horse held firmly in each hand!
Thanks for sweet memories.