Why did the chicken cross the road?is actually
To die in the rain. Alone.
Sometimes such lessons are inadvertent. After hearing me use a particular word only once, this same niece apparently squirreled it away in her own personal lexicon, only to pull it out a week later when she told her mother:
Princess Jasmine dresses like a floozy!
But fate, it seems, will have her revenge, forcing me to say things that take me by surprise, as though the words were not my own. Just a few days ago, I found myself instructing my young charges:
Don't feed the Baby Jesus to the giant robotic hamster. At least not so close to his birthday.
2 comments:
Well at least she used it correctly. And its a good thing to tell them about the hamster, no one should be eaten close to their birthday.
Ah Nick there are times I wish my kids had an uncle like you.
You, my brother, are HILARIOUS!!!
I am grateful my kids have you for an Uncle. It's probably good, however, that we only see you on a limited basis.
You and Megan are quite the pair, and I am charging you with recording all of your interactions for me to enjoy.
Love ya!!
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