Corene: (calling) MOOOOOOOOOMMMM! Where are you?
Me: In the basement!
Corene: (coming down the stairs) Isaac is... (pause) He got a stick.
Me: (getting up) And?
Corene: He put it in the peanut butter, and was licking it off.
Me: Where did he get the peanut butter? Who took it out?
Corene: You left it out on the table.
Me: (oops)
Me: (calling) Isaac!
Isaac: ... Whught?
(mouth full of peanut butter, hands full of peanut butter, face FULL of peanut butter, table full of peanut butter... why didn't I get a picture- FULL of peanut butter? Sorry to all the peanut moms out there... I know you are probably breaking out in a cold sweat right about now!)
Me: Where did you get the stick?
Isaac: Outside-in-ot-a-tick. (Outside and got a stick)
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Nice.
Without me knowing, my silent-while-destructive son went OUTSIDE, got a stick, brought it inside, and was using it as a utensil to devour a tub of peanut butter.
Excuse me, I need to go pluck a few gray hairs.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
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6 comments:
too funny. I can picture the whole thing!
funny story! Have a great week.
That little tricker! It really does make for a funny story though. (:
HeHeHe that gave me a good laugh. Thanks for the story. By the way I stopped plucking and just started coloring them. I would have bald spots if I plucked! : )
Michelle in Oregon
That is so funny. As I was reading, I was thinking, "can't wait to see the picture" then the next sentence was "why didn't I get a picture?" Your stories always make me laugh! Can't wait to see you in a few weeks!
Kathie
LOL! I stumbled on your blog after reading your comment at another blog. Thanks for the smile!
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