June 08, 2006

Who Do You Think You Are? My Wife?

One of the drawers in our kitchen sticks periodically. It needs to have new glides put in. We bought the parts months ago, but what with getting the house ready for the neighborhood home tour, fixing a drawer fell by the wayside. The Middle Girl is the one most frustrated by the sticky drawer, because being a shortie, she doesn't have the leverage and strength to open the drawer when it is stuck.

The other morning she naggingly asked her father, "Why haven't you fixed this drawer yet?"

Later, as he was getting dressed for work, she said, "I don't think you should wear that. Your suit would look better."

The Middle Girl is the hyper-feminine one and apparently has found my nagging abilities lacking. She's decided she'll have to take her father under control or nothing will ever happen around this place. Fortunately for her, she's got her dad wrapped around her finger.


That's funny!

I have you beat though.
We have a drawer in our kitchen with no front!

It keeps coming off and I repair it and it comes off and I repair it.

I finally stuck it IN the drawer and I plan to repair it with wood glue AND screws next time.

It just hasn't been at the top of my priority list.

Posted by: mary at June 8, 2006 12:59 PM

It is what little girls do; they practice these things on the closest captive male -- their father. How else do they learn?

My daughter is getting really good at that sort of thing.

Posted by: RP at June 8, 2006 03:01 PM

Hey, I wouldn't mind having some back-up in the nagging department. Maybe she can come get Paul shaped up ;)

Posted by: Lenise at June 9, 2006 09:45 AM