About a week or so, I was talking about my entitled son and how he should be on that MSNBC show, "Princess" because he really is standing around and waiting for the world to revolve around him. Sometimes. Enough of the time.
Today, he came up with his OWN word and I didn't even have to do it for him!
I'm standing in the kitchen and I tell him to put a new garbage bag in -- tell me, why is that a two-part gig? Take the garbage out is putting a new bag in the can as well, am I right? Of course, I am. I'm mom and it's my house so I'm always right.
The other night, said kid went to a masquerade party and he had a plastic pipe (think Sherlock Holmes, not Cheech & Chong) and so he's standing in the doorway of the kitchen and he says to me in an English accent, "I cannot put the bag in the can, Mother, for I am a gentleman and gentleman do not do menial tasks."
I had to tell him. Gentlemen were never born to writers...you are of grunt descent, my child. Put the bag in or thou shalt be forced to sit through the eight hours the the BBC version of "Pride and Prejudice" to learn why ye are not of gentleman status.
Yeah, maybe it's excuse for a Monday pic of Darcy. What can I say?
Oh and I got the pic from this excellent blog citing the differences between Mr. Darcy and Mr. Thornton from Elizabeth Gaskell's "North and South" -- a most excellent and lively discussion!
http://flyhigh-by-learnonline.blogspot.com/2009/05/mr-darcy-vs-mr-thornton.html
