Me: “OK now, we’re in a hospital, so I need you two to behave like you have some common sense.”
Danger Monkey, age 10: “We have lots of common sense.”
Little Miss Thing, age 7: “We just choose to ignore it sometimes.”
Me: “OK now, we’re in a hospital, so I need you two to behave like you have some common sense.”
Danger Monkey, age 10: “We have lots of common sense.”
Little Miss Thing, age 7: “We just choose to ignore it sometimes.”
Things I Get To Say, School Carnival Edition:
“No, licking off the icing and throwing away the cupcake is not ‘Low Carb’.”
“It’s pronounced BYOOT. There is no such place as BUTT Montana.”
“You can keep the balloons in your shirt, but you must stop yelling, ‘I’VE GOT BOOBS’.”
Little Miss Thing, age 7, created this sign and is now gathering up all loose change she finds and declaring it donations.
She sees no problem with this plan.
