Sometimes, to prove our points, The Boy & I will reverse roles to help each other see how ridiculous we sound. The Girl happened to walk in on one such moment:
The Boy, doing his best imitation of me: “Fine. Then you lose your iPod for the day.”
Me, stomping my foot in an attempt to emulate The Boy’s signature move: “Why must you always ruin my life!!??!”
The Girl: “This is why I’m in therapy.”
On a recent shopping trip, I told The Kids they could pick something out to buy. They each had some money saved & I offered to put in a little extra because they had both been pulling their weight around the house. Apparently I’ve been mentioning the budget a little too much lately because I overheard this exchange:
The Girl: “Sam, you can’t get that. It’s too expensive. We’ll end up living in a cardboard box.”
The Boy: “Does the box have wifi?”
Crud My Kids Say 