At supper...
D was talking about his recent doctor's visit when Conleigh asked him if he got a sticker. D answered that he didn't because he was too old for stickers. Kenson then chimed in "You're not old. You're skinny!" I waded into those deep waters and asked what that meant and was told "well, if you're old, then you're fat."
On Saturday morning...
After watching a channel other than the commercial free Nick Junior or PBS kids, Kenson took one look at my laptap and told me it was made of aluminum and would not get broken if a car ran over. (Aluminum wallet commerical, anyone?)
After a lively discussion between two parents...
I was talking with Conleigh about how being married doesn't mean you always agree, but it does mean that you will argue but love each other anyway. She looked unimpressed, acted as if she perhaps didn't believe me, and promptly told me that Mrs. Tranmer (her preschool teacher) didn't tell her that.
After being told someone's whining was hurting D's ears...
Conleigh left the room and quickly returned with a pair of headphones for her papa.
2 comments:
Ah, so resourceful;) I like the new header for your blog!
Apparently I haven't been to your blog for a while. LOVE the new layout - beautiful - and your kids are getting so big - great photos up top!!!
Too funny - getting headphones so Daddy doesn't have to listen when the whining continues. And isn't it just like them to not believe anything unless their teacher said it?! :)
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