It seems that Super Nanny has really got to Husband.
Her and her Naughty Step.
At weekend Youngest was a Tad Naughty with Husband getting really rather Cross.
Youngest was issued with Warnings but continued, somewhat unwisely, with the Naughtiness.
Warnings,therefore, were all used up.
Now, what would Super Nanny do?
Yup. You said it. Go to the Naughty Step...! and all that jazz.
Husband followed her lead.
'Go to the Naughty Step!' Husband roars at Youngest. We all looked round for a Step. There wasn't one.
He re-thinks Situation.
'Go to the Naughty Grass!' he yells, with some Force.
We all looked around for some grass.
It was bloody Everywhere.
We were in a Field. A Grassy Sort of Field. Grass Galore, as it were. As far as the eyes could see.
Youngest couldn't make it to the Naughty Grass.
Two reasons.
One was he wasn't sure which bit he was supposed to sit on, it being rather a Large Area.
And two.
He was laughing too hard.
Middle Son, Daughter and I all hard pressed Not To Giggle.
Husband remained Not Amused.
Which made it all the funnier.
Poor Man.
The joys of Family Life.
21 comments:
The naughty grass! Love it. But aren't yours a little young? Most kids don't discover the naughty grass till college, I hope.
We are far more brutal and just resort to the garage for 'time out'.
Don't be put off though, there is carpet on the floor and the entrance is straight off the hallway. Luxury!
But at least the neighbours can share in all the howling whilst they're in there as the sound echoes into the street.
Nothing like sharing, eh?
Oh,ha! The naughty grass. Good recovery :)
Go to the naughty grass!! Love it!
When our kids were that age we lived in a bungalow. Finding a naughty step was difficult for us too!
(It was in Africa: not much in the way of grass either!)
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I had a Russian nanny - she would say "Go to the naughty steppe". It was plain boring.
I did my share of naughty grass back in the day...
Hahahahhahaha! Oh,when will they ever learn? When will they ever learn.
I'M usually the one busting up when I'm trying to discipline. Youngest does it to me everytime. I should have traveled with a naughty step. Wait, would that mean I walked around in red stilettoes everywhere I went?
I would advise him not to tell the children to get onto naughty grass......doesn't seem prudent. :)
I have to admire your better half's quick thinking and resourcefulness. Having been there and done that, I can empathise. It was heartwarming to read that he had your full support in that difficult time.
Has standing in the corner gone out of fashion?
Situations like that are priceless. In our family all I have to do now is say "Berwick" which sends Dear Charlie bonkers and huffy but leads the rest of us into hopeless mirth...it is a sad set of affairs...:)
(PS Have replaced lost follower with headless dog. One day I will work out why my avatar has such problems...)
Tee hee. (I'm not laughing really.)
Just so honestly funny! Brilliant!
Did it at least stop the naughtiness?
Wonderful - can just picture it. I have missed being able to look in lately LWM and hope soon to be able to catch up with your latest "goings on" A x
'Go to the naughty grass'! Lol, inspired post. Sounds like a day Chez Aspie.
that was brilliant, made me laugh out loud!!!
xx
We shall adopt "the naughty grass" in our workplace. There isn't any there, which fits completely.
THANK YOU THANK YOU !!!
How lovely to turn on the computer and see all of these...
have giggled my way through them.. Naughty Steppe indeed!
Hadn't realised how Naughty Grass could be so misconstrued... will tell Husband... he will love that. xxxxxxxx
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