Now before I dissect this text, let me just acknowledge that I received it close to 5:00 pm. Yes, this means that not only did Ali remember to pick Maya up from after school care, but he picked her up 30 minutes early!
So a part of me is grateful. Grateful that my husband heeded my desperate pleas for help with our child. Grateful that I had a few extra hours at work to catch up. Grateful that for once it was Ali who had to juggle his laptop and Maya’s filthy, germ-ridden backpack.
The grateful side of me told me not to address the text. To just let it go. But the bitchy side of me insisted that time is at a minimum these days and good blog fodder is hard to come by.
So here we go.
“Please advise?” I know it’s a bit late but yes, please allow me to advise:
- I made pappardelle at 6:15 in the morning to ensure that Maya would eat properly.
- So no, Maya cannot have her four-day-old leftovers from Cheesecake Factory.
- And no, she cannot have snacks. She doesn’t need a snack when dinner is available.
- Also, I informed you of point 1 above prior to us leaving for work, so that I wouldn’t receive a text message from you about this very topic.
- And finally, just because Maya demands something, that doesn’t mean you actually have to give it to her.