Little Miss Thing, age 7: “Can I bring my art kit into the restaurant? I’m going to be bored.”
Me: “No way you’ll be bored! I’ll be telling lots of funny stories and jokes.”
LMT: “Yeah, that’s what I mean.”
Little Miss Thing, age 7: “Can I bring my art kit into the restaurant? I’m going to be bored.”
Me: “No way you’ll be bored! I’ll be telling lots of funny stories and jokes.”
LMT: “Yeah, that’s what I mean.”
Me: “Let’s try something different tonight.”
My Oldest, age 15: “Nope.”
Me: “Awww, why not? We can’t always go to the same three restaurants.”
Oldest: “Uh. Yes we can.”
Me: “Where’s your spirit of adventure?”
Oldest: “There’s a reason we go to the same three restaurants. They’re good. If you want to try Uncle Stinky’s Barbeque & Foot Spa, do it on your own time.”
Me: …
Me: “That place sounds awesome.”
Oldest: “And… there’s your problem.”
Me: “So, I’ve been doing yoga for two weeks. I’m a yoga expert now.”
My Oldest, age 15: “Oh, really? I can totally kick your butt at yoga. Competitive yoga.”
Me: …
Me: “I dont think yoga is competitive.”
MO: “Not with that attitude.”