Never a Dull Moment

I’ll bet you’ve heard of effervescent water—sparkling expensive liquid silver. But the other night I learned of dull water. What is that? Well…

Redheaded moppet tangled in bed covers peeks out.

“Mom, I’m thiiiiirstyyyy.”

“There’s a glass of water on the window sill from last night.”

“Noooooooooooooo, Mo-om, that water is dull, dull, dull!”

Though never having heard it described exactly that way before, I knew what he meant. I know how water goes flat and dead tasting if left in a glass too long. Smiling, I brought him a fresh glass and poured the old into the ficus tree next to his bed.

“Mom, do plants like dull water?”

I apologized to my house plant and brought it a fresh glass, too.

Sometimes you just see the world in a whole new way.

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25 comments

  • Oh sweet, maternal patience! What a contrast to my darker moments of parenting that go more along the lines of, “you’ll drink it and like it, kid!”…at least in my exhausted, work-addled head. Most of the time I’m able to keep the beast of impatient, worn-down-by-life-daddy in his cage inside my mind (eeep!). I’ll be 40 soon and I’m ready to retire!

  • Well this is what straws or for. Hand that kid a straw and tell him water does not grow on trees just blow.

  • Well this is what straws or for. Hand that kid a straw and tell him water does not grow on trees just blow.

  • Oh sweet maternal patience please bless me with your presence because often you are far away and my children are in my face!

    Straw glass water bedtime…Shudder. At the very least, changing sheets but probably changing all the bedding and chasing a giggling excited moppet through the house as he tries to spray his brother.

    No, water doesn’t grow on trees but once a boy is in bed, at all costs, keep him prone. (note: Maxie darling, you missed my post on Christmas I did it just for you…:CueEvilLaughter:)

  • Oh sweet maternal patience please bless me with your presence because often you are far away and my children are in my face!

    Straw glass water bedtime…Shudder. At the very least, changing sheets but probably changing all the bedding and chasing a giggling excited moppet through the house as he tries to spray his brother.

    No, water doesn’t grow on trees but once a boy is in bed, at all costs, keep him prone. (note: Maxie darling, you missed my post on Christmas I did it just for you…:CueEvilLaughter:)

  • Oh that’s funny! Mine call it “Foggy” water. (Or milk). I think they were trying to say “Cloudy” but now it’s “Foggy”.
    NO FOGGY WATER MAMA. LOL.

  • Oh that’s funny! Mine call it “Foggy” water. (Or milk). I think they were trying to say “Cloudy” but now it’s “Foggy”.
    NO FOGGY WATER MAMA. LOL.

  • Wait. Did you just call me “Maxie”?

    Jeez you are in trouble.

  • Wait. Did you just call me “Maxie”?

    Jeez you are in trouble.

  • Maternal patience, for me, is based a great deal on whether I can sympathize. And I hate stale water. So no Foggy, dull, stale water for moppet.

    And Max, I was feeling brave this morning now I am properly afeared. I promise no more…Except after I do more Christmas posts…And there will be more. I can’t help myself. I am an addict. And I don’t want to be cured.

  • Maternal patience, for me, is based a great deal on whether I can sympathize. And I hate stale water. So no Foggy, dull, stale water for moppet.

    And Max, I was feeling brave this morning now I am properly afeared. I promise no more…Except after I do more Christmas posts…And there will be more. I can’t help myself. I am an addict. And I don’t want to be cured.

  • Children cover your eyes. Its that Grinchy girl!

  • Children cover your eyes. Its that Grinchy girl!

  • Damn straight. You can just cart Tiny Tim right out of here before I kick him in the crutches.

  • Damn straight. You can just cart Tiny Tim right out of here before I kick him in the crutches.

  • I’m not too fond of “old” water either. Now I have a covered cup with a straw by my bed. It’s and acceptable alternative for me.

  • I’m not too fond of “old” water either. Now I have a covered cup with a straw by my bed. It’s and acceptable alternative for me.

  • Max, I’m afraid your bah-humbug attitude will only get you more Christmas essays from Kym! This family was BORN to celebrate Christmas!

  • Max, I’m afraid your bah-humbug attitude will only get you more Christmas essays from Kym! This family was BORN to celebrate Christmas!

  • I suspect you are right Jackie. Oh the horror.

  • I suspect you are right Jackie. Oh the horror.

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