Yesterday the Spouse told Wolf Wolf Wolfie (4 1/2 years old) that he was planning to loose some weight.
"You do have a big belly," she agreed. He told her he planned to watch what he ate and to get more exercise.
"You're going to have to pee and poop a lot" she said.
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Earlier I had given the Offspring a hard time about not getting ready in the morning.
Wolf Wolf Wolfie, oddly channeling James Dean, said "You're ripping my world apart."
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In the car, apropos of nothing as far as I could tell, the Possum (7 years old) said, "Clover fell into the Realm of Death because she was wearing her pink suit."
Yeah, happens to me whenever I put on a pink suit.
Wolf Wolf Wolfie disagreed. "It was red."
The Possum decided to compromise: "Let's just say it was violet."
I say "pink", you say "red", so we compromise on "violet" which does not appear between pink and red on any spectrum in my universe? I don't think so.
Friday, June 30, 2006
Here's My Sense of Humor
Posted by Kaethe at 2:21 PM
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I'm not surprised to see, dear, that your offspring are brilliant. :)
"Nor am I, nor am I" she said modestly.
I'm sure DH is adjusting his weight-loss strategies even as we speak, K. Ha!
Of course, he's stocking up on diuretics and emetics.
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