I was driving along sedately when a little
voice from the back seat piped up “Slow down Mummy”.  “IÂ’m not going fast” I said indignantly.  “IÂ’m scared” she said reproachfully. This is
what your offspring will be like if you are bossy and your spouse is cautious.

Speaking of bossy, I was singing a French
schlocky song to myself “Je viens de chanter la chanson, la chanson des gens
heureux” when Madam interrupted me “Not “la chanson” Mummy, “la ballade””.  How did I end up living with two people who
are always right?

Final example of imperial bossiness: chatting to my husband at dinner last night, we
were interrupted by our daughter banging her fork on the table and saying in
loud and petulant tones “talk to ME!”.

Minkleberry

on 27 October 2005 at 14:41

she sounds like me 0
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Bobble

on 02 November 2005 at 12:45

I thought I was a child genius. Now I know I was just bossy. Gah. 0
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belgianwaffle

on 03 November 2005 at 11:27

Mike, that sounds hard… but very worthwhile.
Minks, Bobblem what delightful children you must have been… 0
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