Fiction Stacks

Wonderful Wife: “Why has your backpack gotten so heavy again? We need to sort out the non-essentials.”

Danger Monkey, age 10: “It’s all essentials.”

For reference, this is a picture of just the FICTION books that were in his backpack. It seriously weighed almost as much as him.

We might have a reader on our hands. (or three)

Backpack_Fiction

Mr. Mom

Rushing the boy to Fencing lessons, after making the kids dinner and doing a load of dishes, after doing laundry earlier today and even hanging it on a clothesline…

I just realized I’m a Soccer Mom.

#SoccerMomsRule
#NotQuiteTigerMom
#INeedAFruityDrink
#SomeoneTeachMeTheSecretHandshake

Tongue Twisted

Little Miss Thing, age 7: “I need to make a tongue twister for my homework.”

Danger Monkey, age 10: “The dog saw a duck in the ditch.”

LMT: “Too easy. How about Bob saw a… big… buck… in the ditch.”

DM: “Is that a tongue twister?”

LMT: “Bob saw a big buck in the bit… I almost said a bad word!!!!”

(much laughter)

DM: “How about Pretty Pigs Pranced Past Pumpkin Pie?”

LMT: “Pretty pigs pranced past poon…”

DM: “What?”

(much laughter)

LMT: “Good thing poon isn’t a bad word.”

Me: (rolls eyes, whistles)