One time, instead of sending Jacob straight to bed after a little over-indulgence, I got out the laptop and recorded his every word.
“You’re rude and you’re mentally against progress.”
“Maybe I dibabadibend”
“I hope it doesn’t rain tomorrow…woooooowowowowoowowwooo"
“Neebee little lamb…wipe you with a thing. Free have the food you bring.”
“Linus, I don’t care for this. No, I see you being snotty. NO.
“Give me one one-hundreth of a second..”
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