Setting 1: Ty-man is in the sunroom playing "traffic jam" with kids. This means they've taken all their collectible Chevron cars from Nana and have lined them up. I walk in.
Ty-man: Do you know what your daughter just said?!?
Me: What?
Ty-man: She drove her pink convertible up to this car and said, "Get out of my way, stupid lady!" I told her that isn't nice and not how we talk to people.
Me: Yeah. She got that from me. I'll own that.
Ty-man: Glowering
Me: Hey, I've really cleaned up my language. This time five years ago, instead of saying "Get out of my way, stupid lady!" I was screaming "Move your fucking ass you fucking cow!"
Ty-man: There is that.
Scene 2: We're in the car driving back to the house. It's evening and the stars are out.
Ty-man: Look! There's Venus!
J-man: Where's the penis?
Ty-man and Me: Laughing so hard we can barely breathe.
J-man: Completely confused. Where's the penis?
19 March 2010
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11 comments:
don't tell him.
Now, that would be an awesome constellation. I wonder if there would be a big one and a little one -- like the dippers.
SO thats what is under Orion's belt!!
Once he finds it, he's doomed!
Well?
Hahahahaha!
luckily, my 3yo just says "shit" at preschool.
Where is the penis?
Hahahah to MrsRobbieD!
I get in trouble for saying "crap" when my wife *accidentally* drops f-bombs, s-bombs, and the-whole-damned-alphabet-bombs.
Not fair.
I tend to get a bit frustrated when driving (which is why I prefer public transport) and when I do so, Zach often pipes up from the back seat "That car's naughty, bubba."
Damn right, boy, damn right.
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