It’s that time of week, again! When I get to share with you all the ridiculous, hilarious things that are actually said out loud in our household. You just can’t make this shit up.
*all of us driving home in the car*
The Threenager: Mama and baby C are not coming home with us.
Me: Huh? What does that mean? (we were totally all going home together, so I was extremely confused)
The Threenager: That. Means. You’re. Not. Coming. Home. With. Us.
The Husband: *bursts into laughter*
The Threenager (to the Husband): Dada, can I watch something?
The Threenager (turning to me): I’m not talking to you.
The Threenager, chasing the cats around the house: They’re lions! They’re lions, dada!
The Husband: Are they? Neat! But don’t you think, because they’re both all black, they’d make better PANTHERS?
The Threenager, stopping: Mmmhmm. *walking away, muttering under her breath* Lions.
The Teenager, trying to convince the Threenager to eat her dinner: Don’t you want to eat those green beans? They’re delicious!
The Threenager: No. Also? No.