C finishes all his work, has dinner, wrangles a Wii game out of his grandfather, reads, and, finally, straggles into bed.
C: Mom, what am I having for breakfast tomorrow? Let's discuss it right now.
Me: I don't know. What do you want to eat?
C: Well, I can't eat pancakes. The syrup we have is not good. It's too sweet.
Me: I bought new syrup today.
C: Which one? Aunt enema?
Me: ROTFL
Thursday, January 08, 2009
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6 comments:
HAHAHAHAHA!!!
lol! actually make that rofl!
ROTFL !!!!!!!!
btw, didn't he ask you why you were laughing ?
hahaha! oh this is good!
hee hee..what have you been feeding him?
Gauri, he did! And I explained, with all the gory details, as I'm wont to do. Don't think he'll ever make that mistake again! Unless it's on purpose, of course. He's at that stage where that kind of humor is soooooo funneeeee!
Anjali, welcome back!
Ra, thankfully nothing that's required an enema so far! Sorry! Couldn't resist.
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