Tuesday 25 May 2010

Taking your time...

Once again, my son and I are waiting for my daughter.

To say she is slow is an understatement. We do seem to spend a lot of time waiting for her. Getting dressed, eating her branflakes, finding schoolbag, remembering where she has put her spellings book, picking up the games kit, brushing her hair ... and this is all just before 8.30am!

This time it is en route, walking all the way to school. Only 5 minutes (less, if you are me and realise just a shade too late that if the computer says 15:15 and you really ought to be at school to pick them up, not tweeting away...)

"Come on!" I say.

About ten metres behind my daughter is dawdling along, singing merrily to herself.

"Okay, okay, I'm coming!" she says, moving a little (but not much) faster.

My son groans through gritted teeth.

"Hurry up! You don't want to be late for your teacher!" I have a vain hope that this will be an incentive.

"Okay," she says.

A brief burst of speed does little to help. Exasperated I say, "You are a slowcoach!"

"No I'm not!" she replies indignantly.

"Yes you are!"

"No, I'm not!"

"Excuse me, but you are a slowcoach. You're taking forever this morning to walk to school."

"No, I'm not a slowcoach," she says adamantly. "I'm a BIG slowcoach."

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

On a school day my daughter is very slow and takes forever to get ready or get anywhere. At weekends she is surprisingly quick. Funny that!

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