Both girls are sick again. They have fevers, coughs and sore throats. Since they are not feeling well, I told them that I would make them “hospital soup.” Katie was really excited about that and started questioning me right away about how long it would take.
Me- “It will be just a few minutes.”
Katie demands- "How many? Count them with your fingers."
I proceed to show her five fingers. It was taking a bit longer than that for the broth to cool off enough for them and Katie once again began demonstrating her impatience.
Katie- "How much longer? Is it done yet? Can we have it now?"
While talking she was also bouncing around by her sleeping baby sister. I told her nicely to move away from the baby but she ignored me and continued bouncing. Trying to salvage the peace of the napping baby, I said, "Katie, knock it off before you wake up the baby!" And added without thinking, "Or there will be NO SOUP FOR YOU!"