He's been on a bit of a Halloween kick lately and, of course, Michael's already has Halloween stuff out. After some back and forth, he picked out 2 small wooden caskets. Excuse me, a vampire casket and a sarcophagus. I have no idea what the difference is, I'm a little afraid to ask.
"I'm going to get cereal" B declared as we turned into the grocery store parking lot.
"I'm sorry. Try again" I said.
"I'm going to get cereal at the grocery store."
"Not quite. Try again."
"I'm going to get cereal at the grocery store."
"That doesn't sound like a question."
"It's not. I'm giving you information. I have a dollar. I'm buying cereal."
I sat with my mouth gaping open while Ryan giggled. "Oh that is so you!" he said.
I tried to recover and explain to B that cereal was more than a dollar. But I couldn't. He picked out some cereal.
All I could hear all day was "It's not. I'm giving you information."
No comments :
Post a Comment