Out of the mouths of babes
My 7-year-old wanted a snack before we started running the day's errands and the evening chaos.
Hot Rod: Mom, I've got a little ding dong.
AoM: *initial silence then rip-roaring laughter*
Hot Rod: *blinking* Mom, why are you laughing so hard?
I don't guess kids today call it that anymore. That was just one euphemism from my childhood.
Hot Rod: Mom, I've got a little ding dong.
AoM: *initial silence then rip-roaring laughter*
Hot Rod: *blinking* Mom, why are you laughing so hard?
I don't guess kids today call it that anymore. That was just one euphemism from my childhood.
2 Comments:
At 8:44 PM, September 13, 2006,
Trixie said…
Thanks for the funny. I had a rough day and sometimes we all need a little smile in our day.
At 3:04 AM, September 14, 2006,
Tim said…
I'd certainly have a hard time keeping a straight face after that eruption, too. Don't you often wish that we adults had the same sort of unabashed openness as well? Ok, so not necessarily to that degree . . .
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