- Overheard upon entering house on a rainy day:
Sydney, muttering to self: "It's fucking
wet out there."
- Overheard while watching daughter climb into carseat, littered with crumbs and sand:
Sydney, muttering to self: "Look at all this shit."
- Overheard in the early morning hours, from my prone position in our obscenely comfortable king-size bed, sheets pulled up to my ears, groaning at the daybreak peeking through the blinds:
Sydney, talking to Evan: "It's okay, Mommy's coming. Mommy's getting up. Mommy will be here in a minute. It's okay, don't cry. Don't cry, Evan. Why are you crying? Okay, I'm leaving. I can't deal with you right now."
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I've read it three times now, and I'm still laughing...
I came back to read it again tonight, i thought it was so funny.
This is the best...I keep coming back(-;
That makes me feel so much better. Damn and the f-word are regular utterances by my daughter these days. I can't imagine where she gets it. :)
That's awesome. We're really just trying to get "poo-poo" out of the boys' vocabularies!
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