I Got . . . Nevermind

I ask the daily question

Do you have him in control?

I get a nod and shooed away

She claims to have him

To clean and work away

Letting my mind wander

Until the inevitable

Thudding feet

Crashing toys

Screams of young and old

Something breaks

Someone cries

She doesn’t have him

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About Charles Yallowitz

Charles E. Yallowitz was born, raised, and educated in New York. Then he spent a few years in Florida, realized his fear of alligators, and moved back to the Empire State. When he isn't working hard on his epic fantasy stories, Charles can be found cooking or going on whatever adventure his son has planned for the day. 'Legends of Windemere' is his first series, but it certainly won't be his last.
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16 Responses to I Got . . . Nevermind

  1. Tilde's avatar Matilda Aya says:

    LOL This is the last thing you want to hear, and of course that isn’t going to deter me from saying it:
    You’ll miss it one day.

    Fortunately, it’ll only happen once–the missing it, that is. Then, you’ll come to your senses. πŸ˜‰

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    • I’m not sure I’m ever going to miss this specific part. It gets a little confusing when I step away from my son to get something done and within a minute or two, he’s going berserk for the other adults in the house. It’s almost like I’m the only one that can wrangle him without causing a fight.

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  2. Charles… Tamer of Dragons and Children…. you are the stuff legends are made of my friend πŸ˜‰

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  3. Ionia Froment's avatar ioniamartin says:

    Amen. I feel your pain.

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  4. Ionia Froment's avatar ioniamartin says:

    My kids truly only behave when I am in the room:(

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    • Yeah. I can’t figure out how I became the one that makes him behave. Maybe he figured out that I’m the adult in the house who won’t let him get away with stuff and won’t scream at him for the smallest mistake. Though, my wife got him outside, so I can keep doing . . . housework.

      Think it’s time to get back to that now that the vacuum full of dust that hit my face has worn off. The joys of cleaning before a family gathering.

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  5. Leisa's avatar Leisa says:

    Ahhh the joys of children…and housework, You my friend are Doubly blessed πŸ˜‰

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