From the back seat of the car came this dialogue:
My son, to his sister: You’re an ungrateful little brat!
My daughter: So are you!
My son: No. I’m an ungrateful big brat.
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I’ve been Freshly Pressed
Twice! I mean . . .twice!
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You are really tempting me to have another one.
You should! Then, when you’re old, wearing diapers, drooling on yourself and thinking that you are back in a classroom in Korea, Ms. C will have someone to complain to, cry with and share the load. No small thing, that.
Hahaha…I can’t stop chuckling.
Me, too. They keep me running to the blog fodder notepad.
It’s so easy for them to see reality.
Have to chuckle
My son really cuts through the crap. And the self-awareness! He’s impressive in so many ways. Thanks for dropping in.
I’d have a hard time ever getting mad at kids who are that funny.
Since my son is a teenager, it is difficult to know how he is feeling about things. I don’t really know what “meh” means, but if he’s cracking me up, I know all is right in his world. If he’s not, there’s something bothering him.
My daughter doesn’t make me angry so much as she makes me want to run screaming from the room because she whines everything!