This morning while getting up the courage to start our day, Search, Destroy and I were lazily doing random things. Destroy was intently perfecting some artwork, sitting across from me at the counter while I was making some ranch dressing (I'm a ranch snob). I had to use the beaters, which were a bit loud on his poor little ears (funny how yelling at his top volume doesn't seem to affect those "poor little ears", just ours). Evidently, this obnoxious noise was disagreeable to a functional artistic atmosphere, so he decided to let me know.
"Mom, you are being too loud. I can't consapate".
Suppressing my giggles, "OK, Buddy, I'll stop so that you can consapate".
"Thanks, Mom", continuing to perfect important project.
Now, what would I have to blog about if I didn't have these creative little minds that can combine words like constipate and concentrate and still be disgustingly cute about it?
"Mom, you are being too loud. I can't consapate".
Suppressing my giggles, "OK, Buddy, I'll stop so that you can consapate".
"Thanks, Mom", continuing to perfect important project.
Now, what would I have to blog about if I didn't have these creative little minds that can combine words like constipate and concentrate and still be disgustingly cute about it?
3 comments:
Good thing Noelle can only say shoes and up! Your boys are so cute Meg. Don't you want to drive down to Alabama to see us?
funny how their little minds work. love it!
It's so much cuter when kids make up words instead of the DirecTV customer service guy who was struggling with his English and didn't know the answer to my MAJOR issues with them--so he started making up words to pacify me. That's not as cute... :)
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