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Saturday, February 20, 2010

The Baritone

I may have mentioned a time or ten that I'm kind of a softie when it comes to this guy.

 

Unfortunately he's on to me. 
He's figured out that mama is just a touch in love with him, and he can get away with a little naughtiness from time to time. 
So I've had to toughen up and lay down the law. 

But ever since Josh returned from his deployment it's become glaringly obvious that the boy listens better to his daddy than he does to me. 
Josh says it's his baritone. He likes to show off.
Today he had a deep-voiced discussion before naptime about how Derek needed to lay down and go right to sleep. 
He did. 

Josh is also good at getting him to eat. He just pulls out the deep voice and Derek shrinks down in his chair and shovels some food in. 

The other day when Josh was at work, I was getting frustrated with Derek's refusal to eat his dinner. 
Alex looked at me and said "We need Daddy's baritone."
Smartie pants.

I can't let my parenting partner show me up. I'm off to acquire some testosterone pills.
I'll get that baritone one way or another. 
And probably some extra body hair to go with it.

On second thought, maybe I'll just be satisfied with second-in-command.
I have enough trouble keeping my legs shaved as it is.

3 comments:

The Passionate Housewife said...

2nd in command is ok, then you can blame the unfairness of it all on daddy. Just kidding. I never do that...

Erin said...

I would love to be 2nd in command around here. Unfortunately I married a softie. Or, maybe that's why I married him. I don't remember.

Anonymous said...

I hate that baritone thing.....true at school, too. Even when I know I am WAY meaner than the guy talking. They just sound scarier, I guess.

Sally