Liam: Bosley, if you don’t quit eating my pencils, there is going to be a problem.
Me: He got another one?!
Liam: Yes! I came down to find my eraser and nothing else!
Me: Ohhhh, buddy.
Liam: Buddy, if this continues. I am going to go to jail. And you won’t be around to see it, because I am going to kill you.
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Firstborn comes down and quips: why dontcha just buy mechanical ones? It’ll kill him faster.
(Apologies to the Grandmama, but she is well aware of the width and depth of the stupidheadedness of this dog.
“Get a rescue,” they said. “It’ll be fun,” they said. Hmph.)
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