Mrs N is reading a story to Miss E.
Miss E: There's coloring in this book.
Mrs N: Someone must have colored in it.
Miss E: That would be me.
* * *
Miss E jumps on Mr N's stomach.
Miss E: Hey Daddy, I don't wanna work, I just wanna bang on a drum all day! (beats on Mr N's stomach) It's your song, dad!
Bonesteele joins in banging on the drum all day and the children laugh delightedly.
* * *
(Out of nowhere) Miss E: Don't tell me, I'm a crackin' egg!
* * *
Miss E: What would we do without all the baby clonk-clonks?
(No idea what a baby clonk-clonk is.)
* * *
Miss E is upset because she had getting read to taken away as a consequence of naughty behavior. Mr N is getting her ready for bed.
Mr N: You're a good girl, Miss E.
Miss E: No I'm not.
Mr N: Yes, you are.
Miss E: I used to be, but that was ages ago.
Mr N: You're a good girl right now.
Miss E: I will be, once I'm not angry anymore.
2 comments:
seriously your kids kill me! That last one was the best!
Ha-ha! I LOVE Miss E! So funny!
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