Apparently, you can take the elementary school teacher out of the classroom for over 10 years, but you can’t take the classroom out of the teacher…
Setting the Scene: I’m at the sink washing dishes. I just finished putting the chili together and had given the boys some of the grease from the ground beef.
From over the sink, I yell out the cat: “are you finished there Charlie? Can you bring your tray to me?”
From the husband in living room: “what did you ask him to bring you?”
Me, still washing dishes: “his tray, why?”
The husband, chuckling to himself: “tray? you mean the bowl?”
Me: “yeah, his bowl. That’s what I said.”
Moral: I guess after years of asking the kids to pick up their trays so we can move on after lunch in the cafeteria, I apparently still think everyone (more importantly, my cat) eats their meals off of a tray…sigh.
That and well, I must be well on my way to becoming a crazy cat lady as I’m fully expecting my cat to walk his dirty dish right on over to me when he’s done…let alone talking to him like he’s human.