I’m not sure if this incident highlights my not so highly perfected set of parenting skiz-zles, or my inability to keep friendships alive… but I know there is a lesson to be learned here somewhere….

The scene: Hubby pulls out our monster CostCo sized bag of M&M’s, giving BC and eClaire their own bowl.  Which just about knocked them over with delight!  (Amazing what a bit of sugar deprivation will do to my kids!!) And here’s the kicker…he leaves the bag, open and on the counter.

Um hello!!?  Doesn’t my dear hunk-a-burning-love know that I lack the ability to resist my M&M’s???

As I pass by this quickly depleating bag for the THIRD time I casually say, “Um, Babe, don’t you think it’s a bit foolish to leave the huge bag of M&M’s OPEN and on the counter?  It’s practically screaming EAT ME!”

Which prompts my WTF moment.

My dear boy, BC, turns to his new hero, Daddy, and says, “You don’t have to listen to her, Daddy.  Just bump her to voicemail.”

Um, hello?  I am standing right here!