So, I'm just sitting here innocently typing away
... while Abby and Hannah discuss their American Idol predictions for the evening, based on today's schoolbus buzz. They remark, for perhaps the 17th time this week, how very glad they are that Sanjaya is no longer a contestant. Oh, and that Jordin Sparks is fabulous, but she was kinda pitchy last night.
I attempt to stifle my laughter. It doesn't work.
Abby: (hands on hips; looking at me in accusatory, school teacher fashion) "Mom, you type everything we say, don't you?
Hannah: Duh, Abby, we're her children.
Abby: So? That doesn't mean she can put our lives on the internet.
Me: Har!
Abby: (again with the hands on the hips) You're gonna write that down aren't you?
I attempt to stifle my laughter. It doesn't work.
Abby: (hands on hips; looking at me in accusatory, school teacher fashion) "Mom, you type everything we say, don't you?
Hannah: Duh, Abby, we're her children.
Abby: So? That doesn't mean she can put our lives on the internet.
Me: Har!
Abby: (again with the hands on the hips) You're gonna write that down aren't you?
posted by KDF at 6:56 PM
4 Comments:
your children are just adorable. :)
Just tell them about when DB borrowed the Oscar Meyer Weinermobile to pick up Rob at jr. high. ;)
To show them it could be worse.
Har! Dave does have a way of giving me something to strive for.
Loved it! Wait until they start calling you "Dog" and telling you they have to keep it real.
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