Younger Son (attempting to elicit a reaction from me, singing): Old McMummy had a bum, and she... had... a bum!
Older Son (whispering to Younger Son): Nooo don't always blame it on her. (pause) Blame it on daddy.
Younger Son (with renewed vigour): Old McDaddy had a bum...!
Sometimes my kids say entertaining things.
Showing posts with label still not really ok. Show all posts
Showing posts with label still not really ok. Show all posts
Wednesday, 17 August 2011
Thursday, 11 August 2011
Well Nobody Likes That.
When asked why he felt it necessary to wake his brother early this morning...
Older Son: I wanted to go downstairs but if (Younger Son) woke up after me and came down and made a noise around the corner I would get a shock. (pause) And I do not like to get a shock.
Older Son: I wanted to go downstairs but if (Younger Son) woke up after me and came down and made a noise around the corner I would get a shock. (pause) And I do not like to get a shock.
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