I Am Taking a Vow of Silence


If I were to take a vow of silence would my children even notice? I swear, they don t seem to hear me anyway. I could just save my energy for other exciting tasks, like talking to the laundry. I have, you know, talked to the laundry. Usually it is along the lines of, WTF, didn t I just wash you? Back to my point though, silence. How long will it take my children to cotton on to the fact that I m keeping mum? Sometimes it only takes a stern look and a finger pointing. The finger point works well enough for certain things. A general uh huh works for the affirmation they are looking for when they say, Ok Mom? Ok Mom? Ok Mom? The gentle clucking of, Mmm, hmmm works in a multitude of situations. There is also that sound that means nope but I haven t a clue how I might spell it. You get the point though. No more nagging about the chores. I ll just point and grunt, point and grunt, point and grunt. I guess that really isn t a vow of silence. I just will not use words. When they ask what s on the menu for breakfast I ll just cock my head toward the pantry. At dinner, I ll nod towards the casserole surprise in the oven. That damn shoe sitting in the middle of the floor, I ll just stare at it. This is indeed an experiment I am keen on studying.
On a completely different subject but still related to silence, isn t it amazing how it can mean so many different things and yet all of us moms know exactly what it all means. Silence in a houseful of children can mean: 1. They are all asleep. 2. They are pretending to sleep and getting ready to wreak havoc. 3. It is daytime and they are all playing happily. 4. It is daytime and they are all getting into some seriously mischievous shit. (Case in point: Jack shoe polished himself. I m still trying to figure out how the heck he got that can open when I have trouble with it.) 5. They are preparing an ambush... kids on stealth mode... beware!