The other day, I walked into a room to find Jim scolding Jimmy while the girls were standing by. Becky saw me come in and said, “Mama, your face says: ‘OK guys, let’s talk about this.’”
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Jimmy, playing with the toy kitchen: “Me cook, Mama.”
Me: “What are you cooking?”
Jimmy: “Meat. Raw meat.”
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Me, to the girls: “Time to go down and work on our workbooks!”
Becky: “I can’t walk. You have to carry me.”
Me: “Why?”
Becky: “I can only walk downstairs if we don’t work on our workbooks and we just eat popcorn.”
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The kids and I drove by a large tent set up in a neighbor’s yard, and I started wondering out loud what the tent would be used for.
Me: “Maybe they’re using that tent for a wedding.”
Susie: “Or a party.”
Becky: “Or a fair.”
Susie: “Or a meeting.”
Jimmy: “Or…POOP!!” Then he cackled maniacally.
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Me: “Remember guys, you can only write on paper.”
Susie: “If you live in a paper house, you can write on everything.”
I do believe that Jimmy is All BOY! Too funny about the tent!!