At the dinner table. A mosquito has landed in Dad’s water.
B — Eew! A bug in your drink!
Dad — No big deal.
B — You’re gonna drink it anyway?!
R — It’s a horror show! A nightmare!
At the dinner table. A mosquito has landed in Dad’s water.
B — Eew! A bug in your drink!
Dad — No big deal.
B — You’re gonna drink it anyway?!
R — It’s a horror show! A nightmare!
The boys are coming home from school with a neighbor who graciously picks them up on Mondays, when it’s all I can do to leave work just in time to get home to meet them.
B — Look at my mom’s clothes! Do you like them? She has to look beautiful because she is a teacher.
R — You do look beautiful, Mom.
B — You look really beautiful! You look like a dream girl!
B — Dad, why do you have wrinkles on your face?
Dad — Because as my body gets older, my face becomes less smooth and shows lines.
B — Oh… you mean because you’re decaying?
B — Dad, how much do you weigh?
Dad — About 170 lbs.
B — Is that about the same as what a car weighs?
I am listening to music while ironing when one of the dogs growls, out of nowhere.
Mom — Oh, relax, dog!
B — Why did you tell him to relax?
Mom — Because he growled. Didn’t you hear him?
B — Yes. Why did he growl?
Mom — I don’t know.
B — Maybe he doesn’t like the music.
The boys made treats to share with their classmates.
Here is Mom’s sample cookie:
Here are samples of R & B’s product:
The boys are going out to run errands with Dad. When they get in the car, they both turn around and get out.
B — Eeew! it stinks in there!
R — It smells putrid!