Wednesday, October 24, 2007

As Heard From the Back Seat

Manic Mommy: Hey guys, look at the pretty red tree out the window.

HRH: It's out MY window.

RC: It's out MY window.

HRH: No! It's out MY window.

RC: No! It's out MY window.

HRH: No! It's out MY window.

RC: No! It's out MY window.

...continues until MM drives into a bridge abutment...(not really)

HRH (with air of superiority): We can fight about this later. Let's talk about something else. I'm four. How old are you?

RC (deadpan): I'm four.

HRH (aghast at his rightful place as OLDEST being called into question): No you're not! You're two!

RC (practically smirking): I'm four.

HRH (apoplectic): YOU'RE TWO!

RC: I'm four.

Manic Mommy turns up radio and eyes passing bridge abutment...she's in big trouble...

4 comments:

suburbancorrespondent said...

Well, maybe you should consider putting one of them in the trunk - we all agree it's a reasonable solution (or haven't you read my Breaking Point post yet?). Head on over to my place...

Mrs. Fussy Fussypants said...

Hey, you been spying in on my suburban?

Seriously, great blog & great wit!

Found ya' thru bossy.

Go Sox- I used to live in Narragansett, RI.

slouching mom said...

This is US! So totally! Spot on! I love it.

Manic Mom said...

OK, this is really, really strange.. there are TWO of us! Yikes!

 

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