I hear little clicking noises coming from the other room where Irina is. For some reason this doesn't set off any sort of alarm bells in my head and I ignore it. A few minutes later she comes in and says, "Look! Aren't I cute?" At first I don't notice anything, but then something clicks into place in my brain and I look closer and see that she has cut her eyelashes with a nail clipper.
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Silas and I are at the park where there is a play thingy with four seats on it shaped like animals. He sits on the frog.
"This is a frog, Mama!"
"Yep."
Pointing to the animal-head seat across the way, "That's a frog too! Two frogs!"
"Yep."
Pointing to a mystery yellow animal-head seat of undetermined classification, "What's that one?"
"I don't know, maybe a dog."
"Noooooooooo! It's a PENIS!" (loudly)
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Oh, I laughed.
See, I would have said "Maybe a dog's penis."
But I'm strange, and have an urge to be right too much.
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