What Are You Supposed To Be Doing With your Hands

“What are you supposed to be doing with your hands?” I admonished my son Avi. he had again been tormenting his brother Milo.

Now I know what I expected him to say, we have said it too times, an easy, almost rote, answer, “keep my hands to myself”, usually with a sigh, and or an eye roll..

But, not this time. Obviously, I hadn’t turned off the TV before I started my tirade, because he wasn’t concentrating on our conversation enough to repeat the rote statement, that sing songy answer, keep your hands to yourself…

Nope… he was thinking it, but the T.V., Odd Squad I think, had too powerful a hold..

I asked again, “What are you supposed to be doing with your hands?”

What came out of his mouth, under those glassy, T.V. Mesmerized eyes was…

“Touching myself…”

Yeah… that happened…

What do you do? Can’t laugh, but stopping that laugh sure takes the fire out of the scolding….

And it’s not like I am going to explain how his misspoken answer, would open a whole new can of worms. He is 7, fer petes sake. Nope, just gonna move along…..

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s