"I ran into a fire hydrant."
"What is there to help with? Yes, I know- I can help turn oxygen into Carbon Dioxide."
"Common sense... it's a curse because you have to deal with people that don't have it."
boy 1: "Ugggh! My bag hurts."
boy 2: "Well, you're getting old."
boy 1 to boy 2: "So, I heard you broke three lights in your bathroom by whipping your towel around trying to kill a fly."
bo 3: "I killed a bee with a foryk once."
(pointing to a pic of an N64 on his shirt) "If she doesn't know what that is, she's too young for you bro."
me: "You're always rough-housing."
boy: "nuh-uh, I'm rough apartmenting."
"Open your book, for Peeta's sake!"
me: "Work!"
boy: "I already have three rivers labeled."
me: "Great. Keep going."
boy: "Spoiler Alert: No I don't."
Monday, September 17, 2012
You what?
Posted by Kirsten Dana at 2:52 PM
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