I am the meanest mother in the world.
I MADE the boys go outside to play today.
In the heat.
I'm awful.
They took a walkie talkie outside with them, because I told them they only had to be out there for 30 miuntes and they want to make doggone sure they don't go a second over.
(Don't tell them I fudged and added 10 minutes to their timer. It won't kill them.)
So they've gathered all their tools and are digging holes in the dirt beyond our property line. Camryn and I are sitting quietly in the office working on our computers. It's dead silent in here.
Aiden just came over the walkie talkie and said, "Would you ask Daddy to bring home a hoe?"
After much laughter, I said, "Sure, Aiden."
Laugh, laugh, laugh. Snort. Camryn and I are seriously doubled over up here.
Aiden again - "Actually, ask Daddy to bring home 2 hoes."
Seriously? You can't write this stuff any better.
More laughter on my end.
Beep.
Aiden - "Why are you laughing?
Uh oh. Caught.
"Uhhh.... Because it's a funny request, Aiden."
"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaat? I don't get it. Our hoes broke. We're men. We dig. You need a hoe to excavate holes!"
Ba dum bum.
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