Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Them: "You're leaving?!?  But while you're gone [for an hour], Daddy is going to take care of us?" (collective groan)
Me: "Why is that bad?  Why are you complaining about that?"
Them: "Because he never lets us do anything!"
Me: "Like do what?"
L.: "Like explode potatoes in the microwave!  That's the kind of thing I'm into."


Ellen said...

Congrats on being the cool parent?

aunt jerah said...