California….

My kids are annoyed they’ve never been to Canada’s Wonderland.

Greg reminds me this is a first world problem as is the fact I was annoyed with him for putting the leftover hamburger patties from dinner, inside the leftover buns so when I try to microwave a burger for lunch tomorrow, I end up with a first-hot, then rock-hard bun. Why can’t he just wrap the patties and buns separately?

First world problem.

Or when the kids informed me after being forced to wear rash-guard t-shirts in the pool to avoid getting a sunburn on their shoulders, “This is the worst day ever!”

Ellie has been offered the chance to go to Wonderland with a friend and Hanna has spent her time crafting careful instructions for how Ellie is permitted to spend her time at the theme park.

Hanna: Ellie, you can’t go on any upside down roller coasters without me.

That doesn’t sound fair at all.

Ellie: I have to go on if my friend and her Mom want me to.

Hanna: You probably shouldn’t bring a bathing suit. It would be too much for you to try to fit in the water park and the rides all in the same day. You wouldn’t be able to enjoy anything if you’re too rushed.

Interesting strategy.

Ellie: I have to Hanna, they’re both on my bucket list.

Hanna storms off.

Ellie: Don’t worry if you don’t get to Wonderland now, you can always take your kids one day.

Hanna yelling from the other room, “My job might take me away and I won’t live close enough to go.”

I love it when she mentions future employment.

Ellie: Mom, I’m going to live right down the street.

Ah, the bum kisser hasn’t lost her touch.

Hanna: My job is going to be in California and I’ll never get to Wonderland.

First world problems.

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