As a parent you have to learn to filter out a lot of the background noises made by your kids or they will drive you mad. If you own more than one child there's almost constant bickering, arguing over the remote and squeals of outrage and pain when things aren't going your way. After a while you get pretty darn good at identifying the exact pitch and frequency that heralds a situation worthy of parental intervention.
Tonight I could hear them scuffling behind me while I was on the computer and James was making a few half-hearted whinges along the lines of "Noooo...nooo...." but they were delivered largely in a whiny, resigned voice so I skipped over them. What got my attention was a very crisp and deliberate, "No piggies!" that was delivered in a tone I can only call "intent to cause grievous bodily harm" and I immediately turned to find that he'd snagged both his sister's feet and was about to deliver a very worthy chomp. The instant he knew I was watching it suddenly became a "see how cute I am cuddling my sister's feet" Kodak moment. Busted.
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