The Post In Which I Tell You About A Difficult Conversation

The Scene: Our Kitchen
Date: Yesterday
Time: Way too early. About 6:15 am.

Me: DAVID (in a hoarse whisper)
David: What?
Me: How much do you love me?
David: Huh?
Me: How much do you love me?????
David: Is this a trick question?
Me: No. How much? A lot? Like... really a lot?
David: Why?
Me: THERE IS A MOUSE IN THE MOUSE TRAP AND IT'S STILL ALIVE! I just checked the trap and his little tail is stuck in it and it's looking up at me with big brown eyes and I CAN'T STAND IT!
Daivd: _________
Me: Well? Pleeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaassssseeee?
David: I'm not even dressed yet!
Me: Please, honey.
David: Will you remember this at 9:00 tonight?
Me: Absolutely. I'll never, ever, ever forget.
David: Fine.

(Unfortunately, an animal was harmed--fatally--in the telling of this story.)


Mark and Sarah said...


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Vivi said...

The one in your picture. The one in your kitchen is not.

Old Men Reflect said...

Walt Disney hates your guts

Jennifer said...

"Will you remember this at 9:00 tonight?" Love it. Smart man.

Mama Papaya said...

So with you. Every time I find one, I about give up on my whole waiting for Mr Fantastic (or Mr Darcy) and settle for Mr Whoever the Hell Will Get the Mouse Out of the House.