This summer there have been three phrases that I have heard from my kids approximately 17,375,869 times. Not that I was keeping a precise count. Actually, I I was.
The first phrase I heard the most frequently, from the earliest time of the morning was, “Papa, can you get me …”
The next phrase quickly became the proverbial burr under my saddle was, “Papa can I have…”
The third phrase I heard that helped push me to the brink of madness, but not over was similar to the Papa can I have but with the added monetary factor, “Papa can you buy me…”
17,375,879 times. Yep. To the brink.