Killing a Fly with a Ukulele: Busted

I am the Mum.
If life was a circus, I would be the plate-juggling lady with monkeys on her shoulders who stands on one leg on a horse's back as it canters around the ring.

I am the Writer.
I use too many commas, dashes and dot-dot-dots, and I often start sentences with conjunctions because I like my blog to look the way it sounds in my mind.

I am the Hero.
Life is a bit like a superhero action comic, except that the superheroes are tiny children dressed in super-suits who possess no actual powers, while I just get them food, break up fights and clean their super-suits.

11 May 2011

Busted

"Are we lost?" Buzz asked from the back seat of the car.

"What?" I asked. "I'm driving between Daddy's work and our home. I am not lost. I wouldn't get lost!"

"Then how do you know the way?" he wondered.

"Um - Mothers' School, again. They taught us how to find our way around, and how to remember certain trips. It's been really helpful to me in terms of -um- in terms of not getting lost. Mothers' School was great."

Pause.

"Uhhh... is Mothers' School actually ... real?" he asked in disbelief.

Sprung, ten years before I was expecting to be.

4 comments:

Andi said...: When we first moved to San Antonio, TX I missed my exit or street or whatever A LOT...My girls got to where every time they felt the car make a uturn, they said "Mommy, are you lost again?"

They still say that. But I'm not always lost! I swear!; 12 May, 2011 05:37
Swift Jan said...: LOL Busted!!! Can you send buzz around here to tell my kids that santa and the easter bunny aren't real? I am too scared!! LOl; 12 May, 2011 08:08
Jodie said...: ROFL. Some times all good things must come to an end. But I really wish the fairy tails would not. Especially the practical ones.; 12 May, 2011 11:02
Emily Sue said...: Maybe you could enlist his assistance in continuing to fool the other two...; 12 May, 2011 18:24

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I came up with the pseudonym Givinya de Elba in highschool and it was based on a joke from an episode of Dad's Army called 'A Soldier's Farewell.'

In the episode, after eating too much toasted cheese, Captain Mainwaring dreams he is Napoleon at the Battle of Waterloo. I don't remember much about the episode other than Mainwaring telling his loyal men (Jones, Pike and Godfrey) that he has been exiled to the island of Elba.

Jones quips, "Hence the expression - Givin' ya the Elber!" (giving you the elbow, i.e., pushing you around.) I thought that Givinya de Elba was a half-decent pseudonym for someone who likes to joke and push people around, and I stuck with that.

My sweet niece ...

11 May 2011

Busted

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