In the car on the way home from school:
K Man: M, when we get home do you want to PARTY DOWN?
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While talking to my dad on the phone:
Me: D, are you a Fartweasel? (This is my dad's term of endearment for his grandkids.)
D: No, M is.
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M has taken on aluminum can crushing as a way to earn money.
M: It would be nice if you guys (ie us parents) would drink ALL of your pop so I don't get it all over my hands when I'm crushing them.
I'm sensing a bit of a DIVA.
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We're in the car on the way home from the zoo. We're driving a fellow Girl Scout Brownie home with us in our car. The girls have been playing games on my iPad during the trip to and from the zoo.
M: Do you want to play MONPOLY?
Me: Do you mean MONOPOLY?
The car dissolves into giggles.
Me: I think I'm going to call it MONPOLY from now on. I like it better.
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We are at the pet store. It's a turn of events I am unprepared for since I thought I was going out to buy a Lego set. K is excited but uncharacteristically in control of himself.
K Man: I think all these fish LOVE me.
Me: I have no doubt of that!
Store clerk: He is so well-behaved. What a nice boy!
Me: Believe me, this is unusual.
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Monday, January 31, 2011
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i LOVE when people tell me my children are well behaved. if only they would come home with me. ok, that's not actually a good idea.
Those are awesome. PARTY DOWN!
That's why they keep us laughing all the time with their "sayings" Amma
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