“Daddy, come on and play with me.”Â MyÂ son beckoned me to his train set in earnest.Â
“As soon as I finish reading this article.”
“Daaaaaaaaaaddy, I need you to play with me.”
“Just a minute ok.”Â I continued reading the article, looking up from my magazine only after I heard Devin pick up the phone.Â I got a glimpse of him dialing three numbers.
“What are you doing?!Â Hang up the phone now!”Â Â My boyÂ looked at me with rebellion in hisÂ eyes.
“I’m calling the police on you to take you to jail because you won’t play with me.”Â
“Hang it up.”Â Finally he hung up the phone.Â I wanted to tell him that you never call the police on a black man unless he’s doing something really, really horrible/scary/evil/distressing.Â Instead I opted for a less political statement.
“Devin, you should only call 911 when there is an emergency, like if mommy or daddy are hurt.”
“I’m not talking to you any more daddy.”Â
He walked away.
yikes! reminds me of the movie ‘the limey’
OMG…this is why I love your Blog…my daughter does that all the time…telling me or her father that we are going to Jail…for whatever weird crime she insist we have committed. I couldn’t for the life of me figure out where she learned that from…it was especially disheartening for her father who had ran into some issues and had to spend the night in jail…hmm…
I remember one time we tried to call the cops on my mom…my behind is stinging just at the thought of that spanking.
My boys aren’t there yet, but they do tell me that I need to go to time out.
Ratted out by your own kid. Ouch.
A bit too clever for his own good… you have your work cut out for you.
Kids…what do you expect – lol?
Oh that was great. It made my day.
My son is still convinced its 991 no matter how many times we correct him- and after reading this I think tat might be a good thing.
Keith, I’ve been reading your blog for awhile now. I especially like this post. Just wanted you to know that I linked to it on my own blog. I think our three boys (my two and your Devin) would get along *TOO* well — so it is good they don’t know each other!!!!!!!!!! LOL!!! Thanks for blogging! ~Heather
lol. My son is a meglomanica like myself, so often, he plans coups against me as head of the family. He hasn’t tried to call 911, but I think he organizes his stuffed animals as a “Secret police”…
That’s hilarious…my niece(7) disowns her parents when they beat her in Bingo, but God forbid they don’t jump at attention when she wants a play partner.
I see you’re having some good times.. this is great 🙂
Thats great,he knows what he wants!
too funny. this was my first visit in your blog, but I will be back.
this reminded me of the time my then, 4-yr old, cinderisa as we call her, called 911 while I was in the shower. just for fun. naturally i had no idea until i walked into the livingroom and saw the police standing there, me in a bathrobe, my (soon-to-be-beaten-child) with police. what a morning that was.
i’m really enjoying reading your blog. you are hilarious!!!!!!!
never call the cops on a black man! i heard that 🙂