A little less conversation
Our house. 5:30pm. Sitting at the table. Eating dinner. The baby in a high chair to my left. The Kid in a booster seat, to my right. Basically, the three of us, eating in silence. Until the Kid leans over and says...
The Kid: "So. How was your day?"
Jenn: (me, cracking up) "Uh...good?"
The Kid: "Good."
Jenn: "Um. How was school?"
The Kid: "Good."
Jenn: "I am glad."
Mind you, he's TWO.
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The Kid: "So. How was your day?"
Jenn: (me, cracking up) "Uh...good?"
The Kid: "Good."
Jenn: "Um. How was school?"
The Kid: "Good."
Jenn: "I am glad."
Mind you, he's TWO.
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6 Comments:
HAAA!!! So cute!
How adorable!
super cute. did he peer over the newspaper while saying this?!
NICE! My word verification? "EBOLA"
Did he put down his brandy glass?
Too cute! My kid tells me if I behave nicely at work I can pick something out of his treasure box.
I have yet to pick anything out...
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