This from me as I tripped over Sophie while cleaning up lunch today.
I knew what was coming next. My children would chastise me. I didn't have long to wait.
"Mom, I don't like it when you are mean to Sophie. She's old!" This from Sadie.
"Yeah, Mom! I don't like it either." This from Luke.
I responded, "I am not mean to her. She is just in my way. I don't understand why she needs to be in the middle of the floor!"
Luke- "Mom, she is fat. She needs to lay down!"
Me- "She doesn't need to lay down in the middle of the floor!"
Luke- "Don't be mean Mom."
Me- "She doesn't even understand me when I say those things. She doesn't even know what I am saying and that she is bugging me!"
Luke- "Yes, she does. She knows English, Mom. She is an English Bulldog, not a German Bulldog."
You can't make this stuff up.

4 comments:
Oh man, I die laughing at every single one of your posts. Keep 'em coming!
oh my! i love her! why can't we just lay down whenever/where ever we want?
Love it! Your kids are darling.
Oh my gosh -- priceless!
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