Nothing would say appreciation breakfast more to me than secretly handing me a box of 20 munchkins and leaving me the hell alone as I gorge myself into a cakey stupor..

Tonight Laurel was being very goofy and pokey.  At dinner it was a struggle just to keep her butt in the chair and her constant laughter to a dull roar.  (She was laughing because she was thinking about something funny that happened today.)  So when it came to sitting down and doing two problems of math homework, she ran and hid.

Ching and I do what any parent does...we start to count to 10 to get her to come to the table and focus.  "God forbid Laurel if we get to 10."  (She sprints to the table between 9 and 10)

LAW:  "What happens if you get to 10 and I am not here?"
JCW:  "You go to your room and we close the door."
LAW:  "Hey! Would you want to go into your room and have me close the door."
CCW+JCW:  "YES!"

You see Laurel, you are talking to a woman (I don't want to speak for Ching) that just wanted to eat in silence tonight.  I nearly choked when you told me that some first grade punk calls you a "sexy pet". I have slight disappointment in that generic brown rice that I just used...it sullied my favorite salad of spinach, pears, Gorgonzola, and golden raisins with a sliced pork cutlet.  Your sister is Whiney McCrap-Attitude tonight.  I have a ton of work-work to do and I have to send out an e-mail about a teacher appreciation breakfast to the Toddler Two Classroom parents with a rough draft menu and a request to put $10 in the envelope for the cost of the food.  As aside, nothing would say appreciation breakfast more to me than secretly handing me a box of 20 munchkins and leaving me the hell alone as I gorge myself into a cakey stupor but whatever, I will make quiche.  Right now, the highlight of my evening will be getting milk at the grocery store...alone.  Gee, I hope I come back.

JCW:  "Laurel if you want to put me in my room, I would be fine with that but you would have to fend for yourself."
LAW:  "That's fine."
JCW:  "No it's not Laurel.  You can't pee in the downstairs bathroom without having someone standing in the (close by) kitchen or dining room."
LAW:  "Well...but you and daddy would still like to be alone in your bedroom with the door closed?"
JCW:   "No way.  If I am sequestered, I want to be alone....Daddy can find a spot in the den, basement, garage, where ever...but the bedroom is mine."