June 05, 2008
Breakfast Conversation with the Spare
TS: Auntie? Auntie? Auntie? AuntieauntieauntieauntieAUNTIE!!!!
PW: Whaaaaaaaaaat!
TS: I want to come up into your lap.
PW: Dude, I just poured myself a bowl of cereal.
TS: I know. I want to stick my hand in it, and then in my hair, and then wipe it on your face. NOW!
PW: Good God, child. [puts him in his high chair and sprinkles Cheerios before him] Here. Have your own cereal.
TS: Hey, Auntie.
PW: What.
TS: Aren't I cute when I smile at you?
PW: Yes, you're adorable.
TS: Aren't I even cuter when I giggle and wrinkle my nose?
PW: You know, I didn't think it possible, but you really are.
TS: Bitch, please. Check out my peek-a-boo. It's so sweet, you'll need a glass of milk to wash it down.
PW: Don't tell your brother and sister I said this, but you're definitely the cutest.
TS: Yeah? How 'bout when I do... THIS!!! [sweeps arms violently back and forth, sending Cheerios everywhere]
PW: Dude! That is SO not cool!
Lucy the Dog: Sweet! I have been waiting all morning for this!
TS: But look! I'm wrinkling my nose!
PW: Mommy just Swiffered! She's gonna kick my ass!
TS: I don't know why you're getting so upset. [drops his sippy cup on the floor]
PW: You're not getting any more cereal.
TS: But... mine is gone!
PW: What am I -- an idiot? You're just going to throw it all on the floor again!
TS: I can't believe you would think that of me! I want more cereal!
PW: No.
TS: Oh, that is IT. SHRIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!
PW: Will you just give me a small break? My cereal is getting soggy!
TS: You used to be cool.
Billi: [enters the kitchen] What's all the screaming?
PW: I won't give him more Cheerios to throw all over the house.
B: Are you still eating? We have to go in ten minutes!
PW: I can't believe that YOU -- of ALL PEOPLE -- just said that to me.
B: [smiles] I know. It felt awesome.
Comments
Children are an endless source of entertainment - unless they're yours.
Of course, my furkids supply me with endless entertainment, too.
-L.
Posted by: Lori at June 5, 2008 12:11 PM
Bitch, please. I can't ever finish a meal in this house.
Posted by: Billi at June 6, 2008 05:46 PM