Saturday, January 10, 2015

More Than I Can Chew


I was hungry and starting to feel the onset of the shakes. Rummaging through the kitchen I found the end piece of a very round and large loaf of pumpernickel bread. I covered it in salami and cheese, and topped the open faced sandwich with an entire mashed avocado. It was delicious. I devoured all of my  favorite things in just a few bites, and most of it landed on my face or the table. Good Lord if anyone saw me I would die. I looked up and there in the other room was my youngest daughter, those little eyes piercing straight through me. 

Do as I say not as I do will be my motif. 

Don't worry about what people think of you.  Don't bite your nails. Don't let the dishes pile up. Don't perpetually bite off more than you can chew. Yet nobody will know and inherit my shortcomings like my girls. Because just when I think no one is watching ... there their little eyes will be...