Don’t Panic – The Memory Works!

For those of you who were hanging with the Rabbit before I spaced backing up the database, this little gem will be familiar. For those of you who are joining this show already in progress, this will be new!

Here’s a re-post from memory! So worth the brain storage space!

The fam spent some time in Mexico this spring with quite a few other families. We shared a beach house with 2 other families. Little Man was the only boy.

One afternoon before dinner, the kids were playing boat. This is what we overheard.

The Girls (shrill): There’s a monster on our boat! Ahhhh!

Little Man: Don’t Panic!

I’d never heard Little Man use that phrase and I don’t remember us using it!

The following afternoon, we were getting ready to go to lunch in town. The kids were going to stay with a babysitter. Little Man doesn’t have too much experience with babysitters so I thought I’d do the responsible thing and get him prepared. I pulled him aside.

Me: Daddy and I are going to get some lunch. You need to stay here with BK and the babysitters.

Little Man: No answer.

Me: We need to talk about this. There are some things I need you to do.

Little Man: Yeh (nod). Don’t panic.

Me: Yep, that would be good.

Although there have been appropriate occasions to “not panic” since, Little Man hasn’t used the phrase since!