12 January 2009

The New Family Rule

We have a New Family Rule. Simply: "When you wake up in the morning, you are not allowed to help yourself to any food or drink before Mum and Dad get your breakfast."

So you know exactly where we've been in order to end up making that New Family Rule. You also know to whom it is directed, given that two de Elbas are the parents and a third one is confined to a cot and is therefore unable to get out and wreak havoc.


Correct.

I was hoping for a nice sleep-in this morning for my birthday, and dear Mr de Elba got up to get Smoochy Girl out of her cot.

I heard him say, "Oh no, Sonny, what have you done?" and I knew I had to get up. Then I heard "Why is there corn in the cot?" and I actually dragged myself into a vertical position.

As he does every second day, Sonny Ma-Jiminy had broken The New Family Rule. Today he did it by going to the pantry, purloining a can of corn (!) opening it with the nifty new ring-pull thingo, and taking it into Smoochy's cot. They had a messy sloppy, feast of tinned corn in the cot before we were up.

This is precisely why we have the New Family Rule, people.

It was interesting too, that he had messed up her bedsheets 12 hours after she messed up his bedsheets. Yes I know I should have dressed her immediately after her bath instead of letting her play naked there. This I knew for sure when she jumped out of bed shouting, "Weee! Weee!"

Never let it be said my kids aren't an ORGANISED TEAM. They appear to be careful about exactly whose sheets they're soiling, they give as good as they get, and they ensure that all the sheets need to be washed on the same day. Happy Birthday, Me.

20 comments:

Femina said...

You just know that nothing good can come from the question "Why is there corn in the cot?"

Happy Birthday anyway! :D Hope it shaped up to be a great day for you.

xoxo

Dee from Downunder said...

****HAPPY BIRTHDAY***

Hope you got some fun out of your day despite the corn

I found some old spaghetti in Miss 5's bed today, so you are not alone, but he's pretty clever getting the can open, even with a pull ring, sounds like time for some childproofing locks!

Lucky Miss 5 just goes to play if she gets up first, the eating machine likes to sleep in, thank goodness!

Swift Jan said...

I think you need a lock on your pantry!!

Taryn said...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!! lol apart from the corn incident, i hope it was a good day! :)

Adelaine said...

Awww...Happy Birthday anyways!!

Aside from the mess - atleast they picked a healthy snack :)

Mrs. Tantrum said...

Happy Birthday!

I sure hope your day wasn't too CORNY. And that those kids of yours did cause too much CORNfusion.

Seriously though this is precisely the reason that those ring tops need to be banned! It is not only dangerous that he could get it open himself and make a mess, but he could have sliced himself of smoochy with the tin lid! We need to write a CORNfounded letter to someone.

Okay, I'll stop now. Have a BRILLIANT birthday!

Joy in the Burbs... said...

Happy Birthday. Another January Baby! I knew I loved you.
Sorry about the corn.
Have you tried putting it on a high shelf. haha.
I think you may have to resort to lock and key on the pantry.
Corn for breakfast and mix in a little Vegemite. What a combo.
Happy Birthday!
♥Joy

Heather said...

Happy birthday to you,
happy birthday to you!
Happy biiiiiiirthday, dear Givinya,
Happy birthday
to you!!!!!!!!!!!

This post of yours is precisely the reason why we still have a childproof doorknob cover on our pantry, even with Kiddo now aged 5 and a half... :P

I hope you are having a most lovely birthday!! xoxo

Sassy Britches said...

Oh my, I wonder what kind of soiled sheets you'll be getting after THAT snack? :) Hope your birthday gets/got better!

CynthiaK said...

Happy Birthday! Hope you got at least a wee bit of time to yourself.

And, it does seem that Max and Sonny are on similar wavelengths, even from the other side of the world...

Anonymous said...

I hope your birthday is happy, even though it started out filled with corn! When I was a toddler (my mother loves this story), I decided to make pudding on my own very early one morning before she made it out of bed. It involved me climbing up on the kitchen counter, a large quantity of milk that never made it into the bowl and a box of pudding mix that ended up on the floor!

Nana Tantrum

Jen said...

what a Birthday present indeed. I hope that you went back to bed after investigating. It is your birthday after all.

Hairline Fracture said...

That happened on your birthday? You poor woman!

I hope the childproofing locks work. Your son is obviously very clever, not to mention agile!

bfs ~ "Mimi" said...

What a corny post!!

Oh, so sorry! I thought for a minute I was funny. But I see I am not.

**snickers quietly to herself**

Le @ third on the right said...

happy birthday you !! be happy it was corn and not tuna or beetroot or some other handy ring pull :) HUGS le

Le @ third on the right said...

happy birthday you !! be happy it was corn and not tuna or beetroot or some other handy ring pull :) HUGS le

Louisa said...

Happy (belated) birthday to you! This sounds very funny, if unfortunate...sorry, should I not be laughing?!?!

Tracy P. said...

Oh no! I missed your birthday! Happy belated.

One of my greatest regrets as a parent happened when my dad was visiting and I awoke to hear him saying (from the general vicinity of the kitchen), "That's right, stay right there. Good boy. I'll go get your mom." If I could just have wakened myself enough to think of going to get the video camera before running in to intervene and spoil the whole chocolaty mess that was once a pie in the fridge, we could have been rich!

Surely Mr. De Elba could have handled it Just This Once, couldn't he????

Crazy Sister said...

There's nothing sacred about a mother's birthday. Sigh.

I have multiple pantry and fridge locks, but they're nothing that can't be bypassed after a concerted attack from my kids.

Corn is kinda funny!

Happy Birthday, anyway. Better birthdays are coming...

Long dark hair, blue eyes said...

A belated Happy Birthday!